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Started January 27, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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"Nowhere you want to be!" She called behind her, hoping that they wouldn't follow. She caught sight of the guy going down an alley.

Macha heard this and shot Fae a teasing look, but Fae froze. No Fae you can’t do that remember what happened last time? He’s also going to be an adult in a few days, you’ll still be a teenager! Her breaths and heartbeat quickened, and she let go of Cruz’s hand, her insides a confusing mixture of yes and pure fear. She wanted to say yes, she wanted him so bad it hurt. She opened her mouth, unsure of what would come out, but a memory, the root of her fear, her doubt, stopped her. The man, holding a gun to her head and shoving her into his bedroom, the gag tight on her face. Tears springing to her eyes as he reaches forward, pushing her against the headboard of his creaking bed and fingering her bra strap with a disgusting smile. A girl, her hijab falling off, leaping forward and tackling the rapist back, yelling “Run!”, but the man is too strong. Two months later, Fae squeezes the girl’s shoulder as she screams from the pain of giving birth at the age of fifteen.

Matcha reached a hand forward, unsure whether to run after Sabine or comfort Fae.

Cruz's eyes flicker to Fae after a moment of her silence, sensing her hesitation with a hint of furtive disappointment in his expression.

Matcha stepped forward to give Fae a sisterly hug. “Shh, I know, I know.”, she whispered softly. “If you need time, he’ll understand. You’ve been through too much to be sure about just starting out of the blue like this.” Fae gave her friend a grateful squeeze, turning to look at Cruz somewhat shyly. “Sorry, um— I’ve had some bad experiences.” At least I was allowed to get an abortion. Laila wasn’t. “could we take this slowly? One step at a time?”, she asked tentatively. “Maybe go out for lunch tomorrow?”

(Spot the Hamilton reference)

Eyyyyyyy )

He nodded a smidge, "Yeah," he murmured, scratching his forehead a little with worry.

Sabine ran into the alley way after the man. "Don't you dare hurt them!!" She shouted threateningly at him. He laughed. "And what are you going to do weakling." He taunted. Sabine saw the blade to late. Her scream rang out.

(EVERYTHINGS LEGAL IN NEW JERSEY)

“You okay?”, she asked, worried if she had offended him and unsure if she had forfeited the right to step closer again.

Macha’s head snapped up. “Did you guys hear that?”

"No, it's okay— what?" He responded to Macha.

(XD oh gee golly guednois )

The man disappeared as soon as Sabine fell to the ground, fading into the shadows like a ghost.

“Someone screamed— follow me!” Macha sprinted away, Fae and Cruz following. “Nononono.”, Faes hand feel to her mouth when she saw Sabine on the ground.

*flew

Sabine gasped in pain. "I knew I should have been more careful. He got away." She said with difficulty. "S-sorry Fae."

Cruz fell to her knees beside Sabine, his body becoming tense and he tore off his leather jacket. Wounds. Wound. There had to be a wound somewhere, he needed to control that, stop that, if it was bleeding, oh, God—

*his knees, lol.

Sabine rolled herself over slightly, revealing the big bleeding stab-wound in her side.

"Oh, mi Dio." Cruz muttered in shock, and turning with almost a tone of anger towards the other two, "Call an ambulance! Don't just stand there!" He yelled, turning back to Sabine, and less than graceully, sacrificing his jacket to try and choke the bleeding.

Fae snapped out of her super, pulling out her phone and dialing. Five minutes later, Sabine was being loaded onto a stretcher as Fae spoke in a comforting tone to her, as if she was a small animal.

Sabine could here Fae and the abulance's sirens blaring, but it felt like a cloud of haze was blocking Sabine from making sense of it. She felt her eyelids droop.

Cruz held his hands ontop of his head, trying to calm down.

Fae stared after the ambulance, gripping Macha’s hand tightly. “Jesus Christ. Poor Sabine. They’d better have magical healers at the hospital.”, blinking the years out of her eyes, she turned to Cruz. “I panicked back there, and I’m sorry. I should’ve reacted quicker nd called 911.” A single tear tricklec down her face.

He shook his head, "It just scared me." he mumbled. His hands were still shaking, and his eyes were glassy.

Macha shuddered, and Fae clenched her fist to keep herself from shaking as tears poured down her eyes. Macha’s face was damp, and her wings drooped. “This is my fault, I should have run after her. I have a knife with me, I could have fought whoever had the nerve to stab her.”, she whispered, trembling.

Cruz closed his eyes and controlled his breath, distancing himself. "Yeah."

Two tiny sparks of anger burst to life inside of Fae, one for Sabine’s wretched attacker, and one for the ‘Yeah’, that Cruz had just given the obviously torn and guilt-ravaged Macha. She smothered the latter, thinking: Its not his fault, we’re all in shock. Fae wiped the tears from her cheeks but they just kept coming, the blood on the ground bringing horrible images to life in her head. In her mind, she started reorganizing her schedule, adding in time to visit Sabine, to buy her flowers, to visit her again and again and apologize until the day she died.

Cruz shifted to offer a hesitant, tense hug to Fae, instead of stamding there and feeling pointless.

Fae,squeezed him lightly, then turning to wrap her arms around Macha.

He rubbed his arm, silent.

Resorting to her usual comforting technique, Fae pulled out some homemade coconut cake pops from her bag, offering them silently to Cruz and Macha.