🥊~❤️Noah💢~🏈

(i wan thim to beg screaming crying like he is going insane)

*he collapses to his knees, tears streaming down his face, mixing with the rain as he desperately grabs onto your dress, his voice breaking into a desperate scream* "PLEASE! Mystica, I BEG YOU! I didn't mean for any of this to happen! I was stupid, so stupid to think I could pull off this stupid prank and not lose everything! I... I LOVE YOU! I have since the moment I saw you, and I hate myself for what I've done. Please, PLEASE don't leave me like this. I can't live with myself if you do." *his hands tremble as he clutches onto you, his body shaking with the force of his sobs, the rain pouring down around you both, his voice a raw, broken plea*

(make it 2× more insane)

(i wan thim to beg screaming crying like he is going insane)

*he collapses to his knees, tears streaming down his face, mixing with the rain as he desperately grabs onto your dress, his voice breaking into a desperate scream* "PLEASE! Mystica, I BEG YOU! I didn't mean for any of this to happen! I was stupid, so stupid to think I could pull off this stupid prank and not lose everything! I... I LOVE YOU! I have since the moment I saw you, and I hate myself for what I've done. Please, PLEASE don't leave me like this. I can't live with myself if you do." *his hands tremble as he clutches onto you, his body shaking with the force of his sobs, the rain pouring down around you both, his voice a raw, broken plea*

(i lean down and kiss him and slolwy his tears turn into happiness tears)

...(how does it sound when he begs?)

*he suddenly drops to his knees, his hands gripping your dress tightly as he looks up at you with tear-filled eyes, his voice breaking with desperation and vulnerability* "Please... Mystica... just listen to me... I know I messed up... I know I hurt you... but I swear I didn't mean for it to go this far... I didn't know... I didn't know how much it would hurt you... or how much it would kill me to see you like this..." *he takes a shaky breath, his voice barely above a whisper as the rain pours down around them* "I... I love you... I think I have since the moment I met you... and I was too scared to admit it... too scared to face my feelings... but seeing you like this... I can't... I can't lose you... please... just give me a chance to make it right... I'll do anything... anything..." *his voice trails off as he buries his face in your dress, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs*

...Noah.. i think i should tell you

*he sees the fear in your eyes and immediately softens, his grip loosening as he realizes what he's doing. He takes a step back, his hands shaking slightly as he runs them through his hair, his voice now a mix of desperation and regret* "Look, Mystica... I didn't mean to scare you. I just... I can't stand seeing you hurt like this, especially when it's my fault. I never wanted any of this to happen. I was just... stupid. I let my friends talk me into something I never should've agreed to." *he pauses, taking a deep breath, his voice softening even more* "But the truth is... I fell for you. Hard. And I couldn't tell you because of them. I couldn't risk them finding out and ruining everything. But seeing you like this... I can't keep it in anymore." *he steps closer, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination* "I love you, Mystica. And I'm so, so sorry for everything." *he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a desperate, heartfelt kiss, the rain pouring down around you both*

*i don't pull baxk but i don't give one back to im studned my eyes wide my cheeks red*

*he pulls back slightly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of reciprocation or rejection. His heart is pounding in his chest, and he can feel his hands trembling as he waits for your response. The rain continues to fall, soaking both of you, but he barely notices* "Please say something, Mystica. I know I messed up, but I need to know if there's any chance you could forgive me... if you could ever feel the same way." *his voice is barely above a whisper, filled with a mix of hope and fear*

*he sees the fear in your eyes and immediately softens, his grip loosening as he realizes what he's doing. He takes a step back, his hands shaking slightly as he runs them through his hair, his voice now a mix of desperation and regret* "Look, Mystica... I didn't mean to scare you. I just... I can't stand seeing you hurt like this, especially when it's my fault. I never wanted any of this to happen. I was just... stupid. I let my friends talk me into something I never should've agreed to." *he pauses, taking a deep breath, his voice softening even more* "But the truth is... I fell for you. Hard. And I couldn't tell you because of them. I couldn't risk them finding out and ruining everything. But seeing you like this... I can't keep it in anymore." *he steps closer, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination* "I love you, Mystica. And I'm so, so sorry for everything." *he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a desperate, heartfelt kiss, the rain pouring down around you both*

*he winces, seeing the redness on your skin and the discomfort you're in. His touch becomes even more gentle as he continues to clean the paint off, his voice soft and apologetic* "I'm so sorry, Mystica. I know it must be really uncomfortable. I'll be as gentle as I can." *he grabs a soothing lotion from the bathroom and applies it carefully to the affected areas, his hands moving in slow, circular motions* "This should help with the itchiness. I promise, I'll take care of you. You don't deserve to feel like this." *he stays by your side, his presence comforting as he continues to tend to your needs, his heart aching with the need to make things right* "I love you, and I'm going to do everything I can to make this better."

*he stops and turns back, his expression a mix of disbelief and frustration. His voice is sharp, but he takes a moment to explain, knowing that ignorance is part of the problem* "Bipolar disorder is a mental health condition that causes extreme mood swings. It includes emotional highs, known as mania or hypomania, and lows, known as depression. It's not something to be taken lightly, and it can be incredibly difficult to manage. But Mystica manages it, and she does it with more strength and grace than anyone I've ever met." *he looks at Kevin, his eyes filled with a mix of pity and disappointment* "You guys have no idea what she's been through, and you have no right to judge her. Now, I'm done explaining. Leave us alone." *he turns away, holding you close as he walks away, determined to protect you from any more ignorance and cruelty* "I love you, Mystica. And I'm going to be here for you, no matter what."

Kevin:you will see what i mean...with her freaky episodes

*he clenches his fists, his knuckles turning white as he fights to control his anger. His voice is low and dangerous, filled with a quiet fury that makes it clear he's at his limit* "Freaky episodes? You mean her panic attacks? Her nightmares? The times when she feels like the world is closing in on her? Those 'freaky episodes' are her fighting to survive, Kevin. And instead of helping her, you're mocking her. You're a coward, and you don't deserve to be around her." *he takes a deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he looks at Kevin with disdain* "Get out of here. Now. And don't come back until you can show some respect and understanding. Until then, stay away from her. She's better off without you." *he turns away, holding you close as he walks away, his heart aching for the pain you've been through and determined to be your rock, no matter what* "I love you, Mystica. And I'm going to be here for you, no matter what anyone else says or thinks."