forum "No, don't! Please, I'm begging you!" (O/O Guardian Angel)

Started February 28, 2019 by Deleted user

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Fyn smiled, patting her softly on the shoulder, “Now, we just get to your car.”

She nodded subtly.
Justin scooped up her hand in his and weaved their fingers together nonchalantly.
Meghan bit her lip so she wouldn't squeal.

Smiling, Fyn let himself drop behind the two a few steps and gave them some time to themselves without him hovering next to them.

Meghan followed Justin out the door into the parking lot. "Where's your car at?" he asked, gently squeezing her hand.
"Over there," she pointed.

Fyn stayed silent, putting a hand on Megan’s shoulder for a second before going on ahead of the two, towards her car.

Meghan bit her lip. Was Savannah there? As her car came into sight, she could see that Savannah want there, but she clearly had been. Her car was covered with splotches of randomly colored paints. The driver's side window was smashed too, and the hammer that did it laid in the drivers seat surrounded by broken glass. Everything she had in the car too was missing, probably stolen. Her eyes teared up quickly and she cupped her hands over her mouth. "Oh my God…"
Justin held her waist gently, trying to soothe her somehow.

When he saw what happed, immediately he went to Megan’s side and hugged her gently, though he was careful not to touch Justin incase he could feel him, “I’m so sorry Megan…”

She closed her eyes so she didn't have to look. A quiet sob escaped her lips. She heard Justin say something not very nice about Matt.

“We’ll get you home and figure out who helped Savannah do this, I promise,” He whispered quietly, “Maybe Justin can give you a ride, otherwise we can just walk.”

She nodded subtly to Fyn. "I-I can walk home," she stammered.
"No, I can give you a ride," Justin offered.
"I'll just walk," she insisted, knowing how out of the way it would be for him.
"Meghan…" he sighed.
"Thank you, but I want to walk."

Fyn nodded and went over to the car, trying to see if there was anything in the car that was left or worth salvaging.

Justin sighed. "Alright. See you tomorrow then?"
"Yeah," she agreed.
He smiled sadly. "I'm sorry this happened to you." Then he went to his car.
She looked at her shoes until he was gone.

“Ready to walk?” He asked gently once he came back from the car, putting a hand on her shoulder again, “Maybe you could call you mom or dad and they could take your car back to your house instead of leaving it here?”

Meghan didn't know what to do. "They'll be mad," she whispered.

“They’re going to be mad if you don’t come home in your car,” He pointed out gently, “You just have to explain what happened, everything that happened today.”

Meghan closed her eyes. "I can't do that. I should've just killed myself in the bathroom yesterday…"

“No,” he replied, shaking his head quickly and stepping in front of her. Fyn looked around quickly before becoming visible, both hands on her shoulders now, “No, please, don’t even say that, killing yourself isn’t going to change anything or make anything better.”

"Do you know that?" she asked quietly.

“Yes, I do know that,” He replied gently, his eyes showing his concern for her, “It’s one of the things I know for certain.”

She lowered her gaze. "I trust you, Fyn."

He gave Megan a small smile and looked towards the car again, “Would you rather not call your parents and tell them what happened? We can just go back to your house and say nothing about it.”

"What about the car? They'll notice it's gone…"

“Just say you felt like walking home, or just tell them what happened and that you are super sorry,” He offered.

She shook her head. "I don't know what to do…" Her stomach hurt in confusion, something that has happened to her since she was little.

“Do you know anyone that could help you fix the car? Or at least take it to their house for the moment?” He asked, already starting to guide her gently and slowly away from the car and towards her house.