@CWTurtleOfFreedom
“Who’s dead? What? No, no, you’re fine….” Cato said worriedly. “What happened?”
“Who’s dead? What? No, no, you’re fine….” Cato said worriedly. “What happened?”
“I- nothing. I’m fine,” she said. “I’m fine.” She repeated it, as if to convince herself. She couldn’t get the images out of her mind - a nine year old girl at her birthday party. A fire. Screaming. Six kids and two parents burned alive. How did you get out, Val? Why aren’t you dead? Her eyes wide, she grabbed her head as if tontry and force the memories out.
“You’re not fine. I’m taking you to the infirmary,” Cato said, picking Val up again and starting to walk down the hill.
“I’m perfectly fine,” she protested. They can’t help me.
“You. Are. Not. The least they can do is give you something for shock,” Cato insisted, continuing his way top the infirmary.
She fell silent, deciding not to argue. Her hand drifted to a burn scar on her left forearm before she snapped it back to her side.
“Val,” Cato whispered, mostly to himself. “What happened?”
“A fire,” she said hesitantly after a moment. “Like I said, just a few weeks before I got here. Ninth birthday. I’m the only one who made it out and I don’t know how.”
“Oh my gods,” Cato whispered. “You never told anyone? Or went to, I don’t know, therapy?! Val, that very well could’ve killed you! As it is, its left a scarring impression on your mind.” Cato stopped walking and gently sat Val down on the grassy hill, then sat next to her. “I won’t make you go to the infirmary,” he muttered. “But you’ve got to tell me anything you need to get off your chest. Okay? I can at least help there.”
(Oh my gosh you were right, so much angst.)
//yasssss
( I would like to join??)
//ok
(You’ll have to wait for @BookAddict .)
“Oh my gods,” Cato whispered. “You never told anyone? Or went to, I don’t know, therapy?! Val, that very well could’ve killed you! As it is, its left a scarring impression on your mind.” Cato stopped walking and gently sat Val down on the grassy hill, then sat next to her. “I won’t make you go to the infirmary,” he muttered. “But you’ve got to tell me anything you need to get off your chest. Okay? I can at least help there.”
She stared at her hands. “I dunno, I’ve been fine. That’s the only time I ever went full-out panicked.” She glanced up at him before looking out over the hill, repeating, “I’ve been fine. It hasn’t happened before.”
She looked back at him again. “I’m not going to make that promise either. I don’t think I can.”
Cato sighed. “Fine. But I’m here for you when you need me, okay? Not if. When.”
//i really want to take initiative and say ‘then he leaned down and kissed her’ but i fee llike its the wrong time
//idk you do you
“Thank you,” She said quietly.
They sat in silence for a few minutes.
//but Val’s yours so i dont want to take over
//i need a ship name
//asap
//calories
also go ahead
(Omg looool.)
“Hey Val?” Cato said softly.
//@BookAddict Please change the title of this rp to include #CALORIES thank you very much i appreciate it
#CALORIES
//#CALORIES FOREVER
“Yeah?” She murmured, looking up.
“I think I like you. Like, like you, like you. A lot,” Cato whispered, looking at Val and then looking back down at the grass blades he was playing with.
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