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“It was my choice, you told me maybe we shouldn’t and I was the one who pushed but I’m fine now,” he tried to sit up again.
“It was my choice, you told me maybe we shouldn’t and I was the one who pushed but I’m fine now,” he tried to sit up again.
“I suppose, but are you really fine? You had stitches Darren,” she pushed him back down against the bed.
Darren gave up with a huff and relaxed into his pillow, turning onto his side to face her, “Yeah. I am fine. I just fell that’s all,”
“Your head started bleeding!” Lillian shouted slightly her voice choked with tears, “I was so worried, and I feel awful cause I couldn’t fucking do anything!”
Darren put his other hand over the one he already held so both were holding her one, “I tripped over the leg of the table, if it wasn’t for this cancer I probably would have just gotten out with a scratch. Hate the cancer not yourself. You didn’t do this,”
Lillian let out a soft breath, “Okay. I-I’ll try too. Though your cancer already sucks.”
“I just want to go home but you’re it,” he pulled his hands back from hers.
Lillian groaned as she touched his shoulder, “Can we not do this right now babe?”
“I would say what’s the worst that could happen but…” he gestured to his head.
Lillian laughed slightly, “I think we’re good to go, It,” she pulled her hand back and stood up backing slightly away from Darren.
(I’m going off Night!)
(Night!)
Lillian laughed slightly, “I think we’re good to go, It,” she pulled her hand back and stood up backing slightly away from Darren.
Darren smiled but didn’t move, “you aren’t going to let me get up are you?”
Lillian thought for a moment, “I’m just worried okay? That your going to hurt yourself further.”
Darren laughed, “Then we’ll go home and relax,”
Lillian smirked, “No more tag? Is that being put on hold?”
“You can’t just put it on hold…”
“But your hurt.”
(Bonjour)
Darren sighed, “Just come here,”
(Bonjour)
(Ey)
(What's up in the land of Wisconsin?)
(Rain mostly but I’m up north so I think we’re going to the lake today)
(Cool! Have fun!)
(Thanks)
The silence settled into her bones, soft but uncomfortable. She couldn't focus on any one thing. Her gaze flickered from thing to thing, not stopping on anything for more than a few seconds.
Ryan curled into Belles side and closed his eyes to focus on the darkness.
Her fingers twitched anxiously as she chewed on the inside of her cheek. She was tense, stiff as a board, and she wasn't completely sure why.
Ryan sighed and rolled on top of her, staring down at her, “Hey, chill babe,”
"Irony at its best." She giggled then shivered, pressing into the snow.
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