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"....Are you sure? I feel....helpless since I can't do anything more."

2015-10-03 03:16:17

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"It isn't...a fun feeling....but it isn't your fault, either, so just, please, keep doing what you can....."

2015-10-03 03:17:38

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"....I feel like it is."

2015-10-03 03:18:58

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"It's not...he would've gotten around to this someday anyways, even if I hadn't met you....."

2015-10-03 03:20:01

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"And he could easily do worse, and something more permanent."

2015-10-03 03:23:30

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My heart skipped a beat and my breathing sped up. Would he dare to completely cut them off? Seal the scars shut along with that? Could he reach that point? He didn't seem to have any limits anymore. Oh God. But Anndrea might notice, so he wouldn't....would he?

2015-10-03 03:25:35

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She held him tighter. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you more. I'm really sorry."

2015-10-03 03:26:27

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Dammit, why'd you have to react like that? You're making her feel worse. I'm sorry, I can't, I don't know how to...... Don't apologize to me, asshole, apologize to /her/. "I'm sorry, er, more sorry, you're fine, I just can't........"

2015-10-03 03:29:14

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"No, it's /not/ fine. I keep upsetting you. Even if it's indirect."

2015-10-03 03:30:18

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"It is, I'm just too sensitive, don't let me guilt you into not talking, please, keep talking, please, your voice helps...." My lips were chapped from the ice and going numb as it slipped past my ears and down my shoulder blades.

2015-10-03 03:33:52

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...Her voice helped? "It does?" He was lying. He had to be.

2015-10-03 03:35:51

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"I'm not. It does. Really." Who wouldn't be helped, even just a little, by the voice of someone who says they're never going to leave?

2015-10-03 03:43:27

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"....Okay, If you're certain."

2015-10-03 03:45:42

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"....for once in my life, I am."

2015-10-03 03:46:11

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"I....." She didn't know what to say. For once as well, she was speechless.

2015-10-03 03:47:07

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....how pathetically ironic. I rendered her speechless simply by saying I wanted her to keep talking. I pressed my forehead against hers, closed my eyes, and the frozen tears on my face began to melt.

2015-10-03 03:49:45

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She moved her hands to his cheeks. Was this better? She wasn't sure.

2015-10-03 03:51:32

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It was fine. Anything was fine. Just....don't wake up. Please.

2015-10-03 03:54:54

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No resistance. That was good...right? A small smile appeared on her face, as her breath warmed them both. Which was, sure enough, peppermint scented.

2015-10-03 03:57:17

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There was that reassuring scent. A bit of melted ice dripped from my mangled wings. Those wouldn't go away. I still have my doubts if they ever will. But Ivory would help me get through it.

2015-10-03 04:00:15

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"Sorry if it smells like I just ate an entire tube of toothpaste." She commented. "I don't know how to make the peppermint go away."

2015-10-03 04:02:36

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"Of course I don't mind. It's better than perpetual winter. Besides, it smells more like candy canes."

2015-10-03 06:07:06

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"I did enjoy eating the candy canes off the Christmas tree as a teenager."

2015-10-03 06:08:37

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"That's a....nice memory. Tell me more."

2015-10-03 06:14:56

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"Well...my parents weren't home a lot, but they /insisted/ on having a Christmas tree up for like...parties and things of that nature. I guess they wanted to show off? I was home alone a lot, and well, my parents didn't care enough about how the tree looked, so I would just take one after I got home from school."

2015-10-03 06:18:09