i kept running.

Aaron took the lighter back, shrugging a shoulder. “I know you were separated or some shit when you were younger,” He said, watching her for a second before leaning back against the wall. “August is afraid of mother dearest, probably because she sounds insanely controlling. And all I’ve heard about dad is he was sent here by your mother. So feel free to connect the dots. Or don’t. Just try not to explode on me.”

“More like each parent took a different kid and I was the problem child.” She said after taking another drag leaning their head back against the concrete. She rolled her eyes at his needless comment toward the end. “The only time I’ve ever exploded on you was because you blackmailed my sibling which.. Turned out to be useless cause apparently they can take care of their own problems and not utter a single word to me about it.” She said feeling the anger about the issue prior rise in her gut before taking a deep breath to quell it down and then after it another long drag. They stood in silence before Bobbi finally broke it after letting the smoke out in a long breath. “They keep, by they I mean my sister and my sibling, keep trying to... Make me feel something for him other than... Anger. Kellan was not a father to me, none of them were really parents to me, they sent me to be raised by my grandparents and I was.” She said simply before finishing off her cigarette and pulling out her own pack, getting one out and lighting it quick. “My mom told my sister she wanted me to go to the stupid luncheon and the stupid fucking mixer, and she sent Kellan to make sure we’d all fall in line and of course because daddy’s here they did... I saw you having a smoke and you were the only person I could think of that might just let me smoke and not ask any questions or ask to many questions and expect me to answer before I’m ready because... Why do you care, ya know? Not in a mean way just in a... We were roommates for like 2 whole months and last time we talked I told I’d punch you or something.” 

Aaron passed Bobbi a cigarette, then pulled his own from the pack he was holding. They didn’t have the best history, so he’d been mildly curious what led her to ask him for a cigarette after everything went down the way it did. Sliding the pack down into his pocket, he turned to her as he pulled his lighter out. “This one of those ‘don’t want to talk about it’ things? Or am I about to get subjected to another Corcoran history lesson?”

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Bobbi didn’t waste time in lighting it once he handed the lighter over, taking a drag as he spoke and shrugged. “Depends on what my sister’s already told you.” She took another drag before letting the silence sit for a moment. “It’s about my dad, and if she wants you to have a good view of him I’ll keep my mouth shut, but if not I’m just gonna talk and you can tell me to fuck off if you want.”

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