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     the girl literally shudders when he mentions the      police         she can’t associate with that, can’t      go near that, else her father will      beat the shit      out of her worse than he usually does.            ‘ th - that’s grea’ of you, but i can’t         ‘m not allowed           t’really go near authorities. i - it’s a rule. ‘      hands shake uncontrollably as they wrap around      her books, && she bites her lip.           ‘ m’dad’s kinda serious a - ab        about rules. ‘

                                “ same with mine. i mean, obviously;                                   he’s a c o p, for christ’s sake. but yeah,                                   i get it. “

don’t need my health got my name and got my wealth i stare at the sun just for kicks all by myself i lose track of time so i might be past my prime but i’m feeling oh so good

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   her hands s h a k e as they close her books, && she closes her    eyes, for a second          but for no longer, in case images were    to begin to torture her eyelids. every move she   makes is jerky,    fast, dangerously close to giving herself whiplash                       oh, how painfully obvious it is that she’s not RIGHT.           ‘ i      i just prefer to be ALONE, is all. ‘

&& O H, how badly he wants to lean forward, to reach out and try to c a l m her nerves, but it’d be a mistake, and at least he knows that much. he’s f r o w n i n g and he doesn’t completely know WHY, only knowing he hates to see her like this. “ well, if you ever don’t want to be alone, i’m usually at the police station —– i mean, not because i’m a delinquent though i kind of am one, but my dad’s the sheriff. so. “

        ” my eyelashes do appear to be quite perfect,                                  ——— don’t you think?”

“ — they’re o k a y, i guess, but probably not WORTHY of half a dozen sonnets. “

lying beside malia, genim could ALMOST forget who he was, could a l m o s t believe he deserved this, deserved her. but people rarely got what they deserved, && he was hardly an exception. he shifted against her, a sigh r u m b l i n g in the back of his throat at the contact. it was familiar being next to her, to close his eyes && breathe her in, && he knew this was wrong. but then, he was already going to hell anyways, right? " well, it certainly looks like you're STUCK with me. " he pressed tighter against her, desperately seeking to rid himself of anything between them.