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He screamed, the sound ragged as he let it come naturally. Gale's chest heaved with each breath---ache racking through him. Tears kept coming down on his face, breath hitching. |
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"Gale, come here" she breathed. "I need you, please" |
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Gale walked over, vision blurred slightly. "Yeah?"
He croaked, |
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"Come here" she breathed painfully, opening her arms |
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"No we---we--" He paused, forcing himself to calm down and breathe. "We have to take care of you first, if not it'll get infected or something." |
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brb in 30) She just nodded |
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(okie doke) "It'll hurt," Gale warned, hands shaking as he took out thread and started sewing the cut back up. |
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She cried out in pain, every touch making her be in more pain. Great, now she was in even more physical pain to pile on top of the emotional pain |
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Her cries broke him, tears streaming off his face and onto the ground beneath him. |
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She gripped the dirt, sobs racking through her body as it all took a great toll on her. She had no child--her fault. Gale was in pain--her fault. He was rying--her fault. It all hurt more and more with each thing adding up. "I can't do it, Gale...I can't!" She cried, starting to give up |
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Crisp, Clear, and Cool
