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"And if he can't respect consent then he doesn't deserve you." Fuck him. /Really/. Fuck him. He was terrible.
2015-08-05 10:04:13 -
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".....nnnnnnnooooo, he d-deserves me, p-p-please, just make him come b-back...."
2015-08-05 10:08:18 -
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" I'm sorry, but I can't do that. He'd probably just hurt you again."
2015-08-05 10:09:12 -
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"He can't.....please......you, you said neither of y-you would leave....." They gave her a look of pain and desperation. "........why? Why did he......." Then it twisted into fear. "No, nonono, don't leave me too, I'll stop, I'll stoooooop......." They buried their face in their flannel-draped arms, sobbing.
2015-08-05 10:16:32 -
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She held them tighter, pressing them against her body in the process. "Shshshsh, I'm not leaving. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. It's okay." She hummed into their ear. "Everything is going to be okay."
2015-08-05 10:19:39 -
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She wouldn't go? She wouldn't go...... Slowly, they quieted, sniffling but no longer a raging waterfall. Her arm became a makeshift security blanket, their fingers clenching in the fabric of her jacket.
2015-08-05 10:25:57 -
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Once again, she returned to running her fingers through their hair in some effort so calm them. She couldn't completely take the pain, but she was going to do their best to ease it.
2015-08-05 10:27:25 -
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Their grip began to loosen, and they fell into a careful pattern of deep breathing as she continued her soothing stroking. It's okay. Everything is going to be okay. Just....calm down. Maybe then you won't scare her off. "....I...."
2015-08-05 10:33:07 -
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"Hmmm?" She looked at them curiously.
2015-08-05 10:34:06 -
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"....I'm real sorry I made you....come over here..and deal with me."
2015-08-05 10:37:20 -
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"Don't apologize. You didn't make me do anything. I'm just glad you're not dealing with this by yourself."
2015-08-05 10:38:31 -
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"......." They were glad too. Desperately so. They nuzzled into her shoulder. "Thank you."
2015-08-05 10:43:03 -
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She smiled slightly. "You're welcome."
2015-08-05 10:43:49 -
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Ren pulled back a bit and glanced over at all the empty soda cans. Each one had, earlier in the past day and a half, contained a mixture of either grape or lemon-lime soda and tequila. ....woah. How many had they /had/? Honestly, they couldn't quite remember. But it looked like they'd have to restock on soda. Then they noticed the remaining tequila and reached for the bottle.
2015-08-05 10:47:50 -
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Immediately, she recognized the bottle when it was picked up. "Do you really think that's a good idea?" She asked, tilting her head.Drinking was never the right answer. In fact Lance practically forbid her from doing it entirely.
2015-08-05 10:50:46 -
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They looked at it for a second. ".....I have no idea. But it isn't like I haven't done enough already...~" They knocked back a mouthful and offered her the bottle hopefully. Maybe they could make her a little happier to be here, by doing something /other/ than just crying on her.
2015-08-05 10:55:31 -
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She stared at the bottle. Should she take it? Should she drink? Maybe it might make things better. Lance would probably be pissed if he found out. Thoroughly. Pissed. Just a small sip. Why the fuck not? "....Keep this between us, okay?" She clasped the bottle, and took a drink.
2015-08-05 10:57:44 -
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A small smile touched their face and they drew their fingers across their mouth like a zipper, then...threw away a key? Wrong metaphor, but alright.
2015-08-05 10:59:58 -
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Good. She could keep this a secret as long as possible. At least until he found out on his own. By then she could think up of some excuse. As always. He would believe her. He trusts her. She set the bottle down between them.
2015-08-05 11:02:20 -
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They picked it up again and swirled the liquid in the bottom before taking another swig. Was there any soda left? Maybe they should make a couple more of those mixtures instead.
2015-08-05 22:21:39 -
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"I am curious as to how you got this in the first place. I don't know many people who would get this for you." She held up the bottle before taking a drink.
2015-08-05 22:26:58 -
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"......Dameien....ironically." They sniffed and rubbed at their face. It was a Christmas present. Not the most responsible of gifts, considering they were underage, but very.....like him......
2015-08-05 22:38:24 -
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She took a look at the bottle. "Of course he would, only mexican moms drink this stuff." Ivory passed the bottle to Ren.
2015-08-05 22:39:26 -
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"Oh really. That's specific." They took a sip and handed it back.
2015-08-05 22:41:58 -
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"Well, My mom thought Mexicans were the best babysitters in the world, so that's how I know." She took a swig, and passed it.
2015-08-05 22:43:00