Emotional Empath

“We totally get beat up all the time worse than this.” Rachel rolled her eyes wincing a bit as she placed her hand on the worst of her wounds on her hip. “No I do not need to go to the hospital don’t be ridiculous. “

“A soft spot for goth girls -- i will d my best not to take offence to that statement.”

“that’s kind of you, but really I’m fine I don’t get why you are so worried though -- i’m rather good at handling myself.”

“ You make it seem like a big deal --I get beat up all the time.” Granted she didn’t mean this badly. “That’s what this comes with, I know what I’m getting myself into --You don’t have to worry so much.”

“Not like I was mediating or anything..” Raven mumbled on her breath. “What do you want?” She opened one eye looking around for the voice that pulled her from her trance. Standing up she turned around, “That’s not funny –come out.”

{ here comes yet another poor attempt to come back to this account }

“I told you it’s nothing!” The female muttered before trying to wipe away some of the blood on the back of her hand. She wasn’t the best at letting others in to help or anything like that. 

“Not like I was mediating or anything..” Raven mumbled on her breath. “What do you want?” She opened one eye looking around for the voice that pulled her from her trance. Standing up she turned around, “That’s not funny --come out.”

“Shut up..Shut up..Shut up! I can’t even hear myself think!” She placed her hands over her ears trying to find herself in her mind and calm down. Taking a deep breath she shut her eyes tightly and tried to find a quiet place. Rachel knew she should have spent more time taking care of herself by meditating this week -- now here she was clearly falling apart trying to get a hold on her emotions.

“Stop looking at me like that yeah?” The female hissed at the other. She was in obvious pain but she was putting up a front--she hated when others showed that they cared. “I can take care of myself.”