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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 13, 2012 22:55:47 GMT -5
The touch on her arm made her turn her head. Her heart was beating faster then, and a memory came back. She pulled her arm away and stumbled away from him, panicking, even though it was innocent and nothing. But the memories just came back, frightening her. She moved away from him and fell against the wall, sliding to the ground and drawing her knees to her chest, putting her arms around them and lowering her head.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 13, 2012 22:58:08 GMT -5
Nathan looked at her....then looked at his hand... then remembered where he'd touched. His mind came back a confused mess. "Umm...sorry. I didn't know.." he gave, lamely...unsure of what to do. Way to go.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 13, 2012 22:59:55 GMT -5
Her eyes couldn't keep focus as she looked down. She looked up at him, but couldn't find any words to say, couldn't find any motions to make. The memories were too painful.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 13, 2012 23:01:33 GMT -5
Nathan sighed....he saw the pain in her eyes, and it made him feel terrible. "I'll just....go in another room and give you some space. Yeah...sorry." Nathan gave awkwardly, walking out. She'd been so attractive too....but someone must have treated her bad...and as he walked out into the hall and just sat there on the floor, his fist clenched. He wanted to find whoever'd done that to her and beat them up.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 13, 2012 23:03:33 GMT -5
She cried while she was there, whispering to herself, to him it was meant, "I'm sorry..." repeatedly.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 13, 2012 23:04:53 GMT -5
Nathan sighed, leaning against the wall while sitting on the floor. This definitely had not gone as planned. He wanted to hug her, but she would have taken that as a bad advance. So much for spending time with this woman...no, McKenzie. That was her name...
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 13, 2012 23:07:13 GMT -5
She didn't go back to him. She stayed in her flat alone, never going back to say anything.
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Post by Nathan Stark on Sept 13, 2012 23:08:39 GMT -5
He sighed, and got up, walking out. Another bar, for him then. He found his bike, and went on.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Sept 13, 2012 23:09:29 GMT -5
She knew it was nothing wrong, that touch, but...
This was something she had to get past. She felt terrible about this, but there was nothing else she could do now.
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