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Gale did the same, his hand slipping under her top. |
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Kayla pulled in a sharp breath and jolted off of him, trembling and her eyes squeezed shut. "Please..." She muttered, clearly terrified |
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Gale was pushed back when she stumbled, catching himself. "Kayla-I-what?" |
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Kayla sat by a large tree, her knees pulled up to her chest and her arms encircling herself. She looked defensive and scared, shaking and muttering "Please" over and over again as though it was drilled into her mind that she could only beg. She began crying silently, her head tilted down fearfully |
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Gale went over and kneeled beside her, confused. "Kayla..." He started. "what's wrong?" |
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"Don't....hurt me...." She said, barely staying silent as she cried |
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"Babe....i'm not going to." He promised, putting a arm around her as he settled next to Kayla. |
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Rose? lol) Kayla still shook, fear telling her something bad was going to be forced upon her. "I...can't....i'm scared....please..." |
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"What can't you do?" He asked, confused. |
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"Keep going....." She muttered, her mind telling her to run and hide but there would be consequences. She'd been hit everytime she'd been defiant and her less smart side and more instinctive side was confused as to why he wasn't hitting her. She'd shoved him away.... "I don't know how....I can not be scared...." She muttered, her mind foggy and dissorienting |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
