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"Wha- oh, no. You.. you didn't." Paige blinked sloppy tears from her eyes. "It's just who I am. I wasn't angry. Nothing you did." Why are you still taking?!
"Wha- oh, no. You.. you didn't." Paige blinked sloppy tears from her eyes. "It's just who I am. I wasn't angry. Nothing you did." Why are you still taking?!
(I'm gonna drop out of this. I've got a trip this weekend and won't be able to get on until next Wednesday)
(No! Lavander, don't leave! Sorry if you don't want me calling you Lavender still.)
(It's fine! You call me Lavy, Camie! I just don't think I could pop back into this without disrupting the flow)
(Okie! Ellen, Tara, and Paige could become a friendship triangle.)
(Sure! You can drag Ellen along while I'm gone if you want)
(Alright. When will you be leaving?)
(Thursday)
(I gtg to bed now. See ya!)
(Cool! Bye!)
"Wha- oh, no. You.. you didn't." Paige blinked sloppy tears from her eyes. "It's just who I am. I wasn't angry. Nothing you did." Why are you still taking?!
“Sorry.” He apologized
(Omg can Paige and Cas be like besties later?)
(Sure!)
"You didn't do anything," Paige repeated. Her self-help scars sang. She subconsciously scratched at one of them.
He looked up at her cautiously “a-are you sure?” He asked confused, when he was anywhere, things were usually his fault
"Yes…" Paige nicked one a little to hard and it started to bleed through her shirt so he could see. She tried to cover it up, but to no avail.
“Real— oh, you have scars too.” He said playing with the backpack straps
Paige pressed her lips together and nodded silently, willing the tears to go away.
He unconsciously rubbed her arm. “I-I..” he tried
His*
Paige looked up. "What?" Cut. Cut. CUT.
Something told him that he could trust her, but the last time he did that, he landed in the hospital. “I-I have so…..” he mumbled the last part
"Huh?" Paige's eyes glistened with the built up pain. She'd release it later.
“S-same a-as yo-you.” He said slightly pulling up his sleeve to show small white scars on his wrist
"Oh…" Paige blinked and pressed cloth onto her bloody cut. "How?"
“My-my d-dad d-didnt wa-want me.” He replied tears coming to his eyes
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you…" Paige trailed off into a dry whisper.
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