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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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Lillian laughed, "I can agree to that."

“It’s almost Christmas,” Darren smiled, “Are you bringing my adorable niece and nephew and your beautiful wife?” “That was the plan… Dad usually goes on a business trip over the holidays or goes to the bars so we should be safe here,”

"Yeah I would think so," Lillian inputted. Christmas, December, her birthday, Lillian hid her sorrow behind the mask she had crafted so well.

“Do you have any family obligations Lillian?” Neal asked. Darren shook his head but let her answer for herself.

"That's called frostbite. It sucks. I would know."

“I’m scared of it. I don’t like the cold,”

"None," Lillian answered swiftly.

"Just come here. Do you know how cold you have to get to actually get frostbite? It would weather a lot colder than this to get it."

"None," Lillian answered swiftly.

“You don’t have to go home or anything?” Neal pressed.

"Just come here. Do you know how cold you have to get to actually get frostbite? It would weather a lot colder than this to get it."

Ryan didn’t look up at her as he walked over. “I don’t like the cold,”

"I'll keep you warm. I promise. Just trust me." A half smile tugged at her lips.

"I would rather die then go home," Lillian said before going quiet.

"I'll keep you warm. I promise. Just trust me." A half smile tugged at her lips.

“How, you’re cold, all the time.”

"Will you just trust me on this?" She huffed slightly.

"I would rather die then go home," Lillian said before going quiet.

“You live here?” To Neal, Being here was worse than anywhere else.

"Will you just trust me on this?" She huffed slightly.

Ryan shook and let the excessive heat drain from his body. The moment he felt the cold breeze he let the heat come back, “I don’t like it,”

"I don't have anywhere else to go. So yes, I kind of live here."

She shook her head and grabbed his hand, pulling him down into the snow next to her. "Just trust me. I promise I'll keep you warm."

"I don't have anywhere else to go. So yes, I kind of live here."

Neal nodded and looked to Darren, “I feel bad I couldn’t make it for your surgeries. I wish I could have made it.” Darren looked up, “It’s fine, I was…. I was okay,”

She shook her head and grabbed his hand, pulling him down into the snow next to her. "Just trust me. I promise I'll keep you warm."

Ryan buried his face into her and let the heat leave again, he hated this, the cold reminded him of everything bad.

"For the most part," Lillian coughed into her hand.

She wrapped her arms around him, bringing her own temperature up so he'd be warm. "See? It's not so bad."

(Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…)

(Yes ma’am?)

"For the most part," Lillian coughed into her hand.

“Wait what happened?” Darren’s look of concern grew in Neals face.

She wrapped her arms around him, bringing her own temperature up so he'd be warm. "See? It's not so bad."

Ryan shook, “Don’t like the cold,” his voice was muffled from his still buried face.

(Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…)

(Yes ma’am?)

(Paige is waiting for you…)

"Shh, it's alright. It's not going to hurt you." She whispered. "We can go back if you want."

"For the most part," Lillian coughed into her hand.

“Wait what happened?” Darren’s look of concern grew in Neals face.

"Nothing much just he died for a little bit. Then he was fine again," Lillian explained as if this happened to her on a daily basis. Which it practically fucking did.

(Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…)

(Yes ma’am?)

(Paige is waiting for you…)

(Shit sorry. Be right there)

"Shh, it's alright. It's not going to hurt you." She whispered. "We can go back if you want."

Ryan shook his head, this was good for him and he was scared to move. Like the cold was a living being that would kill him.

"You don't have to force yourself to stay out here." She was starting to sweat in her jacket, moisture collecting on her arms and back.

"For the most part," Lillian coughed into her hand.

“Wait what happened?” Darren’s look of concern grew in Neals face.

"Nothing much just he died for a little bit. Then he was fine again," Lillian explained as if this happened to her on a daily basis. Which it practically fucking did.

“You died?! Why didn’t you tell me,”
Darren shrugged, “I didn’t think it was a big deal, I’m fine now,”

"You don't have to force yourself to stay out here." She was starting to sweat in her jacket, moisture collecting on her arms and back.

“You don’t have to be warm for me. Why not just let me suffer and get over myself?”