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"I saw...you. Younger you? I don't know.....and you?"

2015-07-09 11:47:55

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......younger him? Oh....oh. That couldn't have been pleasant. "You.....at a party."

2015-07-09 11:49:17

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"...Which party?"

2015-07-09 11:49:44

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"You stole a top hat....and....."

2015-07-09 11:50:18

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Shit. She looked away again, tensing up at the mere mention of that. Ivory didn't respond, she couldn't.

2015-07-09 11:51:19

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This was why he didn't want to ask. He went silent again. Well, younger him, he had some happy memories, maybe she saw one of those instead...?

2015-07-09 11:52:10

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She sighed, trying to hold back tears again. "I'm sorry." She spoke, still looking away.

2015-07-09 11:53:53

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"No, no, I am, I should not have.....intruded......and you had to see me like..........." Did he even have a say in the matter? Who knew.

2015-07-09 11:55:34

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She looked at him, her expression blank. "I had to see you and the way your father treated you."

2015-07-09 11:57:16

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Oh. Shit. So it hadn't been happy. He buried his face in his hands and mumbled "..............I'm sorry..............."

2015-07-09 11:58:44

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"Its not your fault that your father was terrible."

2015-07-09 11:59:17

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".......no, he wasn't, I deserved it, I'm sorry you had to......"

2015-07-09 12:00:47

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She shook her head, and slowly stood up.

2015-07-09 12:02:21

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He didn't see her stand up, but knew that she had stopped talking again. Good, he, he didn't want to hear how she didn't blame him, it just made him feel all the worse.

2015-07-09 12:03:23

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Of course, to make matters worse, she turned to quickly to leave, and hit her left ankle on the couch, twisting it. She made a small wince in pain.

Ivory sat a table in a cafeteria, pulling her pants leg over and ace bandage wrapped snugly around her leg and ankle. Still purple. Still swollen. She'd need to ice it when she got home. Well, goodbye to heels for the next few weeks.

The same spikey haired male from the previous memory sat down. "Hey." He greeted as he set a lunch box down, and then looked down at her ankle. "How is it?"

She of course, wasn't eating lunch. As always. She returned her foot to the floor, which were wearing sandals currently. "Still bad."

"I see.....Ivory, you have to press charges against this. He's not a minor. You are. he'd go to prison."

She shook her head. "No. Absolutely not. My mom doesn't know about this. She can't know. Even Cassandra said it was my fault. It's my fault I trusted someone so easily."

"You only trusted him because you were desperate."

"Maybe, but even Lance said-"

"Where does he live again? New York? You didn't meet him here, right?"

"Yeah, but I don't see how that's-"

"You only trust him because you're still desperate. He wasn't there. He doesn't know anything."

2015-07-09 12:13:16

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He jolted and glanced up, past his fingers. to catch the wince. What had that been? Another one...? No one hurt her in this one, at least not directly, so maybe it was a little better... "....are you okay?"

2015-07-10 07:19:26

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"Yeah, I'm fine." She took a couple steps back. No she wasn't. Pain shot up her leg as she moved.

2015-07-10 07:20:28

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He got up and, hesitating for a moment, moved towards her, reaching out to hold her up. "I do not think you are, um, can I help...?" Or would he just make it worse?

2015-07-10 07:27:21

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"I'll be fine, really. Don't worry about me." This entire thing was a huge disaster. The last thing she needed was for him to worry /more/.

2015-07-10 07:31:28

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"But, you look like you are in pain..." He took her shoulder to keep her upright, eyes wide and very clearly worried, despite what she wanted. Just then, the door swung open and a still sick-looking Cale shuffled in, then froze. God/dammit/, she was still here?

2015-07-10 07:40:50

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She turned her head. Oh /great./ As if things couldn't get any worse. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She took a couple more steps away from Zane quickly. Lets not give him a reason so scream yet.

2015-07-10 07:44:01

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Zane didn't move after her, just let his arm fall to his side and lowered his gaze to the carpet. Cale glanced between them, and the first thing he noticed was that both looked as if they'd been crying. A lot. Other than that, though, Zane seemed a lot healthier. "What the hell happened here?" She hadn't dragged him outside and whatever made him cry had apparently done the same to her, so for now he wasn't too pissed. He still wanted her out, but an explanation was in order first.

2015-07-10 07:48:06

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What happened? Could she even explain it. "I uh...um...." She looked down. Fuck, now she couldn't even form a proper sentence.

2015-07-10 07:51:45

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"You /what/?" She was way too nervous for just having watched a sad movie or one of the few other innocent explanations he could think of.

2015-07-10 07:53:11

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Well if anyone could answer for her, it arrived. Well, more like, he arrived. Lance quickly came running through the still open door, almost pushing Cale down before throwing his arms around Ivory tightly. Looks like her anxiety attack triggered alerted him for her. Great.

2015-07-10 07:55:38