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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 13:20:56 GMT -5
She took a shuddering breath as she leaned into him, starting to cry again. "Why does everything have to be so hard..?"
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 18:30:22 GMT -5
He held her tighter, feeling a lump forming in his own throat. "Because...that's life," he said simply.
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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 18:32:47 GMT -5
She moved Ginger off her lap so she could turn to him, arms wrapping around his waist. Deep down, she felt like her life had somehow gotten worse since she came to stay at the House. Maybe she never should have come here. None of this would have ever happened.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 18:54:39 GMT -5
"No...nobody ever said life would be easy," he said, rubbing her back soothingly. He realized he was also telling himself that.
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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 18:59:24 GMT -5
She cried softly into his shirt, holding him. "But--but so many bad things have happened..."
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 19:06:15 GMT -5
"Are you still alive?" he asked, molding his palm to the back of her skull and pulling her head back to look at him.
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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 19:07:54 GMT -5
She bit her lip. She almost said 'barely,' but all she did was nod.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 19:10:24 GMT -5
"Do you have a roof over your head, food on your plate, and people who care about you?" he continued, his eyebrows raised.
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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 19:14:28 GMT -5
She sniffled and nodded. He was making her feel guilty.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 19:28:06 GMT -5
"Then that's all that really matters, right?" At least he hoped so.
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Post by Gypsy on Dec 11, 2011 19:34:11 GMT -5
She nodded, then looked away from him, but stayed in his arms. Ginger meowed and crawled back into her lap. Script sighed and rubbed her head. She really did like that cat.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 19:36:58 GMT -5
"It's all gonna be okay," he assured her. Now he wasn't so sure he was making her feel any better.
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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 19:43:24 GMT -5
((Sorry, totally didn't realized I was signed in as Gypsy  )) She nodded. "Lay with me? No one's here." She moved to lay down, then remembered the rose. She picked it up, smelling it. She grabbed shoelaces from a pair under her bed and tied the rose upside down against the bedpost. |
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Post by Skittery on Dec 11, 2011 19:44:55 GMT -5
He sighed at the rose, but lay down with her anyway. "Mags, I promise I'll always be here for you. I'm not gonna leave you...unless you want me to." He was only somewhat kidding.
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Post by Script on Dec 11, 2011 19:46:55 GMT -5
She laid beside him, her back to him so he could spoon her. She hugged Ginger against her, stroking her gently. "I don't want you to leave me, Mike. I want you to stay. A long time."
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