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"Could be that too." She moved to where she was sitting fully now, and her bare feet now exposed. Her toes were painted black, and the gloss of the nail polish became evident against the light.

2015-07-18 09:00:23

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He stuck the remnants of his shoelaces in the pocket of his jeans closest to her, tossing one to the cat to play with. It jumped at the concept, pouncing on the bit of string with a vengeance, green eyes slitted and sparkling.

2015-07-18 09:07:44

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She moved the hand that was closest to him so he could place the shoelace into his pocket. Last thing they need is anymore assumptions that they should...date.. or whatever Lance has been hinting at. In fact, she moved her hands to her lap. Yes. Much better.

2015-07-18 09:14:36

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Once the cat had sufficiently mauled its prey, it set its sights on the piece hanging out of Zane's pockets. It crept towards it, but once it came within a foot of Ivory it began hissing and spitting. Zane jumped a little and went to grab it, but it leapt away from his hands and towards her exposed foot.

2015-07-18 09:17:57

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Without warning, the cat immediately scratched her foot. She let out a yelp, and quickly withdrew it. Her hands went to the wound to cover it, leaving some blood on her fingers.

2015-07-18 09:20:28

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He made another mad scramble for the cat and received some battlescars on his hands for his trouble, but managed to restrain it, looking worriedly at her foot. "Are you okay??"

2015-07-18 09:24:57

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"No,no! It's okay. It's just a scratch. See?" She exposed her foot to him, the small cut dripping blood.

Another beach memory. This time Ivory was with her friends. Well...sort of. everyone was swimming in the ocean but her. She was laying on her side on her beach towel, scrolling down the webpage on her phone. What made her stood out more than anything was that she was covered head to ankles, leaving only her feet exposed due to sandals. The hood of her jacket was over her head, keeping her hair from blowing in her face. A couple of her friends exited the water and walked over to her, Emma and Jake. They stopped and blocked the sun from her, getting her attention. she stood up. "What's up?" she asked.

"You're not in the water." Jake pointed out.

"Yeah, well, I'm fine up here."

"Ivory. It's 90 fucking degrees outside, and you're wearing that?" Emma asked.

She was dying in this jacket. Especially since it was black. "i don't want a sun burn."

The two gave each other a look before grabbing the jacket, pulling it off her, and making a run for it.

Without hesitation, she started to chase after them, but was grabbed by the back of her tank top and pulled back.

"Ivory, what are those?" Cassandra turned out to be the one holding her article of clothing.

She looked down at her arms. Cuts line them, extending to her shoulders , carrying in size, depth, and freshness. Ivory went quiet.

"You did that to yourself didn't you?"

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"DIDN'T YOU?!" Cassandra shoved Ivory away.

"...Yes."

2015-07-18 09:41:21

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He went pale. Then he started sobbing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm s-sorry, I'm s-so s-sorry, so, so, so....oh God, you...."

2015-07-18 09:45:41

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Wait, what? It was just a- Oh no. Oh nonono. He saw something. He saw something /bad/. Quickly, she moved to his side, making sure the cat was out of the way before putting her arms around him. "No no, sh, it's fine. It's okay, shhh, I'm fine." She consoled him as she kept him close to her.

2015-07-18 09:49:15

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"N-n-no you are not, your arms, they're....." He pulled on of her arms away from him and looked at it with tear-filled eyes. Were they still there? Of course they were. Things like that didn't just disappear.

2015-07-18 09:58:05

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...Oh. Uh...well then. That's what he saw. If Madison now needed a reason why she didn't open up, he got one. She stood still, looking away. "...."

2015-07-18 10:01:50

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Holy shit. Actually, I think it would have been better if he'd found out from her instead. Still crying, he wrapped his arms around hers. This was horrible. He didn't want to roll up her sleeve. He didn't want to see them. And she'd done this to herself?

2015-07-18 10:05:33

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Carefully, she did her best to hold him. Could she say anything to make this better? Probably not. This was horrible. She was horrible. This was her fault. She made him feel this way.

2015-07-18 10:09:29

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Hers was so much worse than his, she'd wanted this, what good had it done? And now he was reminding her, he was sorry, so sorry, he should never have come, then she wouldn't have been scratched, and he wouldn't be confused, and she wouldn't be looking so sad, and not looking at him, she couldn't bear to look at him, he was just bringing back her old pain, that's all he was good for, pain, he let go of her arms and wrapped his own around himself instead, he'd only hurt her more, snap her like those shoelaces, she didn't need any more hurt, he couldn't help her, all he could do was cry and break things.

2015-07-18 10:17:22

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Well, there was one way she could make things better, and that was be there for him. She clung to him, offering her reassurance through some form of silence. Some time had passed between the two of them, with her completely unmoving, letting him cry out. Oh God, she fucked up big time now. "....Zane?" She finally spoke up.

2015-07-18 10:24:15

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He raised his head slowly, eyes red and empty. He'd stopped crying, finally, but only because he was out of sad. Along with everything else.

2015-07-18 10:27:26

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That look. That look on his face killed her. So blank. So hopeless. "...Are you alright?" She asked. Of course he wasn't, dammit!

2015-07-18 10:29:32

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He didn't answer the question. Instead he said quietly "Please....please don't hurt yourself again......please....."

2015-07-18 10:32:52

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"...I won't." At least she would be honest about this.

2015-07-18 10:33:52

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Good.

She wouldn't.

He trusted her.

He reached up and rubbed his face with his hand, immediately drenching his sleeve. "....I'm sorry....for everything...."

2015-07-18 10:36:49

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"You /really/...shouldn't be the one apologizing about this."

2015-07-18 10:38:27

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".....I should...it's all my fault.....I brought it up, and then I just, b-broke down......."

2015-07-18 10:40:49

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"Zane...." She sighed. God, she was terrible at this. "A reaction like this is completely /okay/. You didn't know. I didn't tell you. It's okay to bring it up."

2015-07-18 10:43:12

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Right, you didn't tell him. You see the problem now? What was she talking about? It wasn't okay at all. He was burdening her with his crybaby antics, as his dad would say. He just shook his head a bit, though, lowering his hand. The cat had come up behind him and begun rubbing itself against his leg, purring quietly.

2015-07-18 10:48:27

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She however, stayed clinging to him. She wasn't leaving. Not like this. definitely not with him in this state. Fuck the cat, let it hurt her. He was more important than her well being.

2015-07-18 10:51:52