@Firebrand
josh noticed her blushing "oh sorry… my eyes wander…"
josh noticed her blushing "oh sorry… my eyes wander…"
"You aren't going to hit me are you?" she blurted.
his mask displayed a bunch of slashes (/////////////////) "WHAT!?!?"
"Like, beat me up or anything?" she whispered faintly.
His mask returned to the normal X's over the eyes "sorry i thought you said something different…. also no, why would i do that?"
"Oh. Nevermind." She looked at her shoes, also a designer brand, and let the chilly water run down her arm, rinsing away the blood.
"i'll go find some bandages." Josh walked out and into another bathroom then returned with a medkit.
Paige was still a little tense, knowing the Josh knew of her clothes. "I'm sorry, about earlier. I…" She bit her lip.
"it's fine." he opened the medkit "here, give me you're arm." he held out his hand where multiple burn scars could be seen.
Paige felt the roughness of the scars when she put her arm into his palm, but she didn't say anything. "I live in Bel Air," she said heavily.
Josh nodded "this is gonna sting, just a warning." he began to pour Hydrogen peroxide onto her wound. gods i feel like a single mother
"I got beat up there," she continued, oblivious to the pain.
he dried the wound and applied a numbing goo to the wound "sorry about that, at least you're here now." he puts on a very stuffy rich person accent "a place where people come to heal."
"I'm a rich kid. They beat me because they were jealous. But I didn't want to be rich. I didn't ask for it. And they think that I rub it in! I… I taped over brand logos on all of my clothing. But they didn't stop." Her eyes were glassy.
"hey, hey, look at me, it's ok." he wrapped her wound in gauze "they can't get you here." his mask went black "here you can be you. so what you wear expensive clothes, big deal."
Tara walked back to her room, seeing Paige's door open and spotting her in the bathroom, with Cas and Josh, who were patching her up.
Paige opened her mouth to continue, but her eyes wandered out the door and meet Tara's. Her gaze begged for time to talk.
Tara gave a gentle nod and pointed towards her room, which was across the hall from Paige's.
Paige looked back at Josh. The cuts were cleaned and bandaged. "Thank you, Josh." Her eyes had cleared for the most part and she smiled a little.
Josh nodded and packed up the medkit
Paige hugged Josh tightly for a moment, then went into Tara's room. "Uh… hey."
Tara was sitting on her bed. "Hi."
"I just wanted to talk to you about something," Paige slid down her sleeves, but she still was covering the logo.
Tara nodded. "Close the door. Open doors make me anxious. "
Paige closed the door. "I'm sorry."
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