Hi! I fail at LJ - I saw the last freakfrak post you made, but didn't comment. :/
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Even though he knows she's right, that bringing Darrien to the hospital was their only option, that she would never have given in without a fight, Chase flinches every time Thirteen tucks her hair behind her ear. It bares the bruise on her neck, and he remembers the sickening feeling of watching her stumble backwards, of recognizing the capability for violence inside himself.
Weeks later, after many coffees, hours of trading files and stories, listening to her talk, when she invites him in and means it, he kisses the long-faded bruise and wonders if they would ever have gotten here without it.
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Date: 2011-05-19 02:50 am (UTC)*
Even though he knows she's right, that bringing Darrien to the hospital was their only option, that she would never have given in without a fight, Chase flinches every time Thirteen tucks her hair behind her ear. It bares the bruise on her neck, and he remembers the sickening feeling of watching her stumble backwards, of recognizing the capability for violence inside himself.
Weeks later, after many coffees, hours of trading files and stories, listening to her talk, when she invites him in and means it, he kisses the long-faded bruise and wonders if they would ever have gotten here without it.