So, basically I had this idea for a female character for a while, and I was gonna do something completely separate from Riker/Jeff, but then this idea hit me. Soyeah. Courtney made fun of me while I was writing this saying that the girl didn't stand a chance. She really didn't. Not from when I first thought of her.
Anyway, her tattoo is like that one that I've seen on peoples' arms, but up her left side, and possibly with birds curling around her shoulder.
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Soyeah. Another reference for if you want to know what she looks like...well, in my head she looks exactly like Mia Swier, but a bit smaller in stature. If you don't know who Mia Swier is, well, here you go:
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Also, these stories take place between Riker and Jeff's freshman and sophomore year. The very beginning would be around late September/early October of their freshman year, and then the second part will be in their sophomore year. I already have another short story to upload with her in it that takes place right before winter break of their sophomore year, soyeah. She becomes kinda prominent in their lives :)
ENJOY! Message me if you have any questions :D
The first time Riker saw her he was walking back to his dorm late at night from the library during midterms. She was sitting outside one of the buildings hunched over herself, arms wrapped around her midsection. He stopped and watched her. She seemed to be waiting for someone, her eyes darting around nervously. She must have been cold because she was only wearing a baggy t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. Her wavy hair fell into her face as she looked around.
Riker watched her for another minute before snapping out of his thoughts and heading over towards her. Though, as he walked he saw someone walk up to her and grab her by the arm. She seemed to stiffen at the touch, but then relaxed slightly when she saw who it was. Riker stopped and watched as the girl walked off with the guy, even though she still looked slightly nervous. He let out a sigh and then headed back towards his dorm, shifting his backpack over his shoulder.
"Hey, man," Macen said absentmindedly when Riker walked into the room and then threw his keys onto his desk.
"Hey," Riker replied as he dropped his backpack onto the floor and then collapsed face first into his bed.
"Have a good study session?" Macen asked as he flipped through notes.
"I guess," Riker said with a shrug. Macen looked over at Riker then with one eyebrow raised.
"What's up, dude?" Macen asked. "You seem a little distracted."
"Yeah. I just saw this chick in the middle of campus. She seemed nervous, and then some guy dragged her off. I dunno. It just didn't sit right with me," Riker replied as he sat up and then pulled his phone out of his pocket to text Jeff that he had made it back to his dorm.
"Did you talk to her?" Macen asked, eyebrows knitting together. Riker shook his head.
"When I was on my way over to talk to her the guy showed up," Riker added before he stood up to change into his pajamas. "I don't really know. But like I said. It just didn't sit right with me."
"Sounds sketchy to me," Macen replied with a shrug. Riker nodded in agreement and pulled his shirt on over his head.
"Whoever she is, I hope she's okay. She just seemed a little scared," Riker added as he fell back onto his bed.
"Don't worry yourself about it, man. There's probably nothing you could do. She's probably fine," Macen told Riker as he started to get ready for bed too. "Is Jeff coming, or can I lock the door?"
"Nah. I think Jeff is already asleep. He hasn't texted me back. G'head and lock the door," Riker replied. Macen nodded and walked over to lock the door and then switch the light off. Riker crawled under his covers and curled up as he let out a heavy sigh.
"C'mon, dude. Don't worry about it. You're gonna work yourself up too much if you do," Macen said, throwing a pencil over at Riker. Riker chuckled and threw the pencil back at Macen.
"I know. Now shut up and go to sleep before I get Kamryn to come down here and duct tape your mouth shut," Riker laughed.
"Harsh," Macen chuckled before they both fell silent and eventually fell asleep.
"I don't wanna go to class," Jeff complained loudly as he and Riker walked around a few days later. Riker chuckled and tugged Jeff closer to his side in order to kiss Jeff's temple.
"I know you don't, but you have a midterm to take," Riker added. Jeff huffed out a breath and leaned closer into Riker's side.
"I know. It sucks. I hate the fact that we have a dance midterm," Jeff huffed.
"It's really not that bad. I took mine last night," Riker assured Jeff. Jeff just nodded and pulled away from Riker slightly as they reached the building that his class was in. "You'll do fine. So go in there and kill it."
"Mmh. I'll text you when I'm done," Jeff said as he looked up at Riker, who smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Good luck. I love you," Riker breathed.
"Love you too," Jeff replied before he kissed Riker lightly and then headed into the building. Riker watched Jeff go and shook his head before heading back towards his dorm.
That's when he saw her again. This time she was sitting beneath a tree with some books spread out around her. She was wearing the same pair of gym shorts, but this time she was wearing a shirt that had been cut to expose her sides. The shirt exposed a tattoo along her left side, which was of a feather that then morphed into flying birds. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun and there were dark circles beneath her eyes. She was bent over, one hand pressed lightly to her abdomen.
"Riker, why are you just standing in the middle of the sidewalk?" a voice suddenly asked. Riker jumped and then looked over to see Lane standing next to him with her hands clapped over her mouth as she tried not to laugh.
"Oh my god, Lane. I hate you," Riker laughed as he wrapped an arm around her neck and pulled her to his side. She released a giggle then and poked his side in return.
"But seriously, why are you just standing in the middle of the sidewalk?" Lane asked as she straightened up, Riker's arm still draped over her shoulders. Riker just nodded in the direction of the girl beneath the tree.
"This is the second time I've seen her. She seems to be stressed about something. I don't know," Riker added with a shrug. Lane looked over at the girl too.
"Mmh. She's in one of my writing classes. She is really quiet. I don't even know her name," Lane said as they both watched the girl. "She always seems really tired and has a circulation of about four of five outfits. The same guy is always waiting for her after class, but she never seems that excited to see him."
"That's weird," Riker breathed. Lane nodded in agreement.
"For a while I thought she might be anorexic because she is always wearing baggy clothes, but then I saw her eat once. I no longer thing she is anorexic. But I think something is definitely going on. I just don't know what and I've never been able to talk to her," Lane said. "I've tried a few times, but she just gives me a panicked look and then bolts away."
"Mmh. I wonder what's going on there, then," Riker breathed. "Like, that's really weird."
"Mhm," Lane agreed as they started walking away, both of them glancing over at the girl one more time. "This is actually the first time I've seen her outside of class without that guy at her side. He seems very possessive of her."
"Ten bucks says it is not a healthy relationship," Riker said.
"Definitely not," Lane said with a shake of her head. "I've only ever seen her smile once. One day after class a different guy was waiting for her. My guess was he was her brother, because they looked a lot alike. But I only ever saw him the one time and he seemed older. Like, older as in he is probably married with kids."
"Mmh," Riker hummed. "That can't be good then."
"Nope. But I don't know what to do about it," Lane breathed.
"Me either," Riker agreed as he huffed out a sigh. "Hopefully she'll be okay, though."
"Mhm. She seems really nice too. According to our teacher she is an amazing writer too," Lane said. Riker chuckled a bit then and ruffled Lane's hair.
"Well, hopefully she will make it through whatever she is going through," Riker said as he kissed Lane's forehead.
"Yep! Now, c'mon. Let's go mess with Macen's things while he is in my room," Lane giggled as she took off into their building.
"Agreed!" Riker laughed as he followed after her to go to his and Macen's room.
The next time Riker saw the girl was months later. It was early February and students were hurrying between classes to avoid the cold and the snow on the ground. Riker and Kamryn, on the other hand, had decided to build an igloo outside their dorm since their class had been cancelled that day. They were both laughing and singing as they constructed their igloo, just happy that they didn't have to go to class. Macen had left for class fifteen minutes before, grumbling about the fact that he had to go.
Then, Riker looked up and immediately froze. He'd almost forgotten about the girl until now. She was sitting on a bench between all of the dorm buildings with her knees curled to her chest, probably to keep warm since she only had on a thin jacket, along with a pair of sweatpants. Her hair was falling around her face and she kept looking around and wringing her hands together in the sleeves of her jacket.
Riker glanced over as Kamryn came up to his side, her expression curious. They exchanged a glance and then turned their attention back to the girl.
"She's probably freezing," Kamryn breathed out. Riker nodded in agreement.
"I've only seen her twice before during last semester. I haven't seen her around since, like, September or early October," Riker said. "Apparently she was in one of Lane's classes last semester and is super quiet."
"She looks it. She seems really closed off by her body language," Kamryn commented.
"She is probably also like that because she is cold," Riker said, watching the girl carefully as she looked around nervously and tucked her hair behind one of her ears. "From what Lane told me, I don't think she has much."
"Mmh," Kamryn hummed. "Maybe we should offer her a jacket or something."
"I don't know if she would let us," Riker said as he looked over at Kamryn, who looked back up at him and then shrugged.
"We should at least try," Kamryn said. Riker pursed his lips and then nodded in agreement. "Alright. I will be back. I'm gonna go grab my extra jacket. Make sure she doesn't leave. Go talk to her or something."
"Mkay," Riker said, squeezing Kamryn's hand before she ran off into the building. Riker looked over at the girl again and then slowly walked over towards her. When he got closer the girl looked up, hazel eyes widening as her posture stiffened. Riker sat down on the bench with her, though keeping his distance. She eyed him warily as her shoulders shook from the cold. Riker looked over at her and gave her a small smile.
"Hi," he breathed quietly.
"Hi," she replied in a small voice, even as her voice shook. Riker inspected her, noticing her lips were blue and her whole body seemed to be shaking.
"You okay?" Riker asked her, eyebrows knitting together slightly.
"Fine. Just waiting for someone," she replied as she started rubbing the inside of her left ring finger with her thumb. Riker watched the action and noticed there was a tattoo there that read Jude in an elegant script.
"If you're going to be waiting a while, you could always wait inside one of the dorms," Riker said. She shook her head as she looked around, thumb still rubbing along her tattoo.
"I don't have access," she replied shortly.
"I could let you in. My dorm building is right over there and it's really cold out," Riker said, pointing back towards his building. She shook her head again.
"I'm fine. I've dealt with worse. He'll be here soon. He has to be here soon," she said, her voice sounding a bit pleading towards the end.
"Are you sure you can't wait inside? It's really cold and you're turning blue. That's not healthy," Riker said as he looked at her. She suddenly turned to look at him, her hazel eyes curious.
"Why do you care?" she asked, eyes inspecting his face. Riker stuck his hands into his jacket pocket and shrugged.
"No one should have to be left alone in the cold wearing something that shouldn't really be considered a real jacket," Riker replied after a few second. Her gaze lingered on his face a few more seconds before she sniffed and looked away again.
"It's all I have for a jacket. I've made it so far," she added after a few seconds.
"You should get a better jacket, at least. You're gonna freeze to death one of these days," Riker said. She shook her head again.
"I can't. I don't have the money to. I have to use my money for other things," she said, eyes refusing to fall upon Riker again.
"If you want I can get you a jacket. My friend just ran inside to get one," Riker said, nodding back towards the building. The girl looked over at Riker then with wide eyes.
"No. No, I can't. Please, don't give me anything," she pleaded, eyes wide. Riker's brow pulled together then in confusion. "Just please don't. Tell your friend to keep his or her jacket. I can't. I just can't."
"Why not?" Riker asked. She just shook her head rapidly and then froze when she noticed a figure standing by one of the dorm buildings.
"I have to go," she suddenly said, jumping up from the bench and hurrying over towards the guy who had appeared. Riker watched in confusion, eyebrows shooting up as the guy grabbed the girl by the upper arm and dragged her off.
Riker continued to stare at the spot where the girl had disappeared until Kamryn jogged up to him, a jacket hanging from one hand.
"Hey! Where'd she go?" Kamryn asked. "I told you to keep her here!"
"I tried. She ran off when some guy appeared. I told her you were getting her a jacket and she acted like she would die if she accepted a jacket from anyone," Riker told Kamryn as he looked up at her. Her eyebrows shot up and then she looked around the area.
"That doesn't sound good. Did you at least get her name so that we can try and get her help?" Kamryn asked. Riker shook his head and sighed as he stood up.
"No. She was really jittery," Riker replied.
"You said she had a class with Lane. Does Lane know her name?" Kamryn asked as they walked back towards their building. Riker shook his head and released another sigh.
"Nah. Lane said she never learned her name and that she would never talk to her either," Riker added. Kamryn huffed out a breath and opened the door to the building.
"Well, hopefully next time one of us sees her we can get her to talk a bit more," Kamryn breathed.
"Hopefully," Riker agreed as they walked into his room and collapsed onto his bed to watch movies until Jeff and Macen came back from class.
It was close to the end of the school year the next time Riker saw the girl. He and Jeff had just gotten back to campus from being at set and they were heading back to Riker's dorm from his car. Riker spotted the girl sitting on the bench between the dorm buildings again and froze. Jeff looked back at Riker, eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"What's up, Rike?" Jeff asked.
"That girl is here again," Riker replied, nodding towards the girl. She was back to wearing a pair of gym shorts and the cut t-shirt that exposed her sides. Her hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail and there were dark circles under her eyes as she looked around. Jeff looked over at the girl and his eyebrows knit together even more.
"She's the one you've seen around a few times?" Jeff asked. Riker nodded in response and Jeff huffed out a breath, both of them watching as the girl continued to look around and wring her hands together. Her clothes seemed to hang off of her skinny frame.
"She seems skinnier than I've ever seen her," Riker said.
"That can't be good from what you, Kam, and Lane have said," Jeff breathed out. Riker shook his head.
"C'mon. I have some food in my bag. Let's see if she'll take it," Riker said, tugging on Jeff's hand and pulling him towards the girl. Jeff followed, fingers squeezing Riker's. The girl looked up as she heard them approach, but she quickly looked away and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Hi. Remember me?"
"Yeah. You tried to give me a jacket," the girl replied, refusing to look over at Riker.
"Mhm," Riker agreed as he sat down on the bench and pulled Jeff with him. Jeff willingly collapsed onto the bench next to Riker and rested his chin on Riker's shoulder. "Well, this time I wanted to offer you food. You look like you could use some."
"I'm fine," the girl said stubbornly, even though her hazel eyes were curious.
"You don't look it," Jeff told her. The girl looked over at Jeff and took him in, her hazel eyes softening.
"You two are cute together," she breathed out before biting her lip and looking out into the distance again.
"Thank you," they replied as Riker noticed the girl start to rub her thumb over the tattoo on the inside of her left ring finger. They all fell silent, Riker and Jeff waiting for the girl to say something again.
"Are you guys happy?" she suddenly asked, still looking straight ahead.
"How so?" Jeff asked in response. She huffed out a sigh and rubbed at her nose before running her thumb over her tattoo again.
"Like, together," she finally breathed out.
"Yeah. We are," Riker told her.
"What about your other friends in relationships? Are they happy?" she asked.
"Yes. Being happy in a relationship is extremely important," Jeff replied. "You shouldn't be in any relationship that you aren't happy in."
"Sometimes there isn't a choice," the girl choked out. "Sometimes there is something more important than your own happiness."
"Yes, sometimes there is," Riker agreed.
"I just don't know what to do anymore. I have to protect her," the girl cried as she wiped at her cheeks. Riker and Jeff watched her carefully. "I would rather be unhappy than have her in danger."
"Is it Jude?" Riker asked. The girl looked over at him them, tears running down her cheeks and her hazel eyes wide. Riker smiled slightly and gestured towards where the girl was rubbing her tattoo. "I noticed the tattoo last time I saw you."
"Oh," was all she said before turning away again.
"I'm Riker, by the way," Riker said, giving the girl a small smile. She looked back over at him and Jeff smiled at her too.
"I'm Jeff," he added. "We're here to help you if you need it."
"I can't get help," the girl said. "It's too late."
"I don't think it is ever too late," Riker said. The girl shook her head and wrapped her arms around her legs tightly.
"Sometimes it is," she breathed out. Then, she noticed a man standing between two buildings and tensed up. "I have to go."
"Wait! At least take some food," Riker said, trying to grab the food he had in his backpack. She just shook her head and started to walk away.
"I can't. Thank you for listening," she breathed quietly before walking quickly over towards the man, who Riker now noticed was standing in front of a stroller.
"Hurry up, you worthless piece of shit," the guy said, just loud enough for Riker and Jeff to hear.
"I'm going as fast as I can," they heard the girl reply, which is when they noticed her limping. Then, they heard a shrill cry coming from the stroller and the girl seemed to speed up. The guy turned to look into the stroller and the girl sped up even more.
"Don't touch her! I will handle her!" the girl exclaimed in a panic as she reached the man and the stroller.
"You fucking better," they heard the guy growl before he shoved the stroller at the girl and then dragged her away.
Riker and Jeff exchanged a worried glance then before looking back towards where the girl had disappeared.
"We didn't get her name," Jeff breathed out. Riker shook his head and stood up, dragging Jeff up with him. "How are we supposed to help her if we don't even know her name?"
"We can't," Riker said as they walked towards Riker's dorm. Jeff huffed out a breath and then collapsed against Riker's side.
"I hope she will be okay," Jeff whispered. Riker nodded and kissed Jeff's forehead.
"Me too, Jeff. Me too," Riker agreed as they walked into the building, not realizing that was the last time they would see the girl until the next school year.