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"Who said we had to?" He asks, still confused until he heard her. "Oh, Kayla..." Gale trailed off, pulling her close. "I will never ever hurt you, ever. If you don't want to do something we don't have to, and we'll work on you becoming not scared, 'kay?" |
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Kayla, shaky, nodded. She melted into him, letting her tears out that she'd held for so long |
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Gale let her, holding her tight as he let her cry into his shoulder. |
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"I'm such a mess....I'm so sorry..." |
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"Oh please, we're both messes. Trauma runs deep, just going to say that." |
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Once she stopped crying, Kayla sat up and looked Gale in the eyes. She silently thanked him before standing and her ice blue eyes watched Gale |
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Gale searched her eyes before she stood, still watching her. (omg they both have ice blue eyes?!) |
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Oh crap, forgot to put that in there. Most all my characters do lol) Kayla wrapped her arms around him, leaning on him |
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(lol me too) Gale wrapped his around her, pulling her close. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
