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Post by olivejuicee on Nov 22, 2009 20:53:59 GMT -4
Scarlet Smiled. "Yeah." She said and kept hold her Briars hands. She carressed her fingers slidding her fingers up her hand and down. She looked back at her face and felt tears come back. She shut her eyes closed. "Don't worry, Its not about you." Scarlet said. But it was. She didn't want to be hurt again. She could open herself up. But this felt so safe, so good.
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Post by River on Nov 22, 2009 21:02:29 GMT -4
"Sweetie, you've gotta tell me what's going on..." Briar begged, forcing her brain not to remember last time she had cared about someone, and the time before that, and the many, many times before that.
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Post by olivejuicee on Nov 22, 2009 21:11:43 GMT -4
I looked at her. She couldn't know. "Its fine." Scarlet replied. She could lie very well when she wanted too. It was the acting. She forced herslef to smile and kissed her again. She felt right when their lips where imerged. Scarlet wished that they could do this all the time. She let Briar up on the couch with her and wrapped brairs arms around her while she put her head on her sholder and smiled. "Thank you."
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Post by River on Nov 22, 2009 21:19:50 GMT -4
Briar's gut clenched. This was how it always started. "Scarlet...I can't...I can't do this..." she stood up, averting her eyes as tears threatened to spill over. She pushed them back. She must never cry in public. "I-I'm sorry..." she choked out before running into her room and closing the door.
((To Room 203))
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