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| Fear by Allison |
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| Disclaimer: Not my players, just my playground. A/N: Drabble 9 of the series…yea long time no see, eh? Follows "Your Bruise" Cath's POV. If you want to read the others…visit the drabble section of the archives. |
She feels her fingers dig into his arm, manicured nails creating crescent shaped moons in the dark brown leather of his jacket. "God Cath," He mutters to her through swollen lips, "I'm so sorry." But she doesn't say anything back. He's here now, and despite past breakdowns where she know he wasn't, she won't let him go. Tears come like a waterfall; and now that they've started she knows they won't cease. "I'm scared, Gil." The words sounded hollow in her ears. After two weeks of hiding, safe within her shell, scared was just the tip of the iceberg. |
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