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"About the same, actually."
"Val, are you okay..?"
Avice finally let out a sob before turning around the tree, her voice shrieking. "STOP!"
"Oh. That's not bad."
He frowned, getting in on the drivers side. "Because you got hurt." *** "But can I touch it?"
She kept silent, unsure what to do.
"How long will you be there?"
"It's fine," he said easily. "Don't worry about it." *** "Just saying."
She ignored the tears, hugging Aubrey in fear.
"Well, I can head in at 2:00, but it shouldn't take me long."
He frowned before placing an arm around her waist in attempt to help her up and into his car. *** "Let's go home, that way I can touch your...
She felt her heart drop, and took quick breaths.
"A little bit later today.."
"You can be mean to me all you want.. Just let me take you home." *** "Dork."
She felt a tear steak down her face, but still kept quiet.
He rested his head on her, his eyes warm.
"Being mean wouldn't solve anything either.." *** "Don't call me that."
She gripped the knife tighter, but made no sound.
"Hm.. Okay."
"No," he said, his voice surprisingly soft. "Let me take you home."
