Innocence Lost

Michael flinched slightly at the sound of Imogen's soft voice. At least she stayed with him when everyone else was gone. He didn't speak or look at her, he just simply wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his lap. Yea, it hurt from all the bruises, but he didn't care. He just wanted to be close to someone right now. Nuzzling his nose into her shoulder, he gently began to rub her back.

Which would explain why I don’t know you. Have you ever thought of moving to the school? 

N-no...dad likes to home school us a-and i'm fin-fine with that... *hiccuping with sobs, Michael began to sob again*

I’m here for you.

Imogen...? *looking up at her, he sniffled*

I am sure.

Thanks...for all of this..

No. I need to be able to take care of you too.

Are you sure?

No, Michael, you don’t.

I just- I have to...

No you don’t.

Yes, I do.

It’s my turn.

I need to be strong for you though

It’s okay, really.

No, I should be taking care of you..

*Sighs and rocks him gently*

I'm sorry...

Michael…. *Pulls him into a hug*

*standing limp in her arms, he lets her hold him as he cries*

*Takes his hand again and leads him out*

*following after her, he starts crying again*

The library?

That can work

Where do you want to go?

Somewhere quiet..