Erin/Elizabeth,
Touch me, trust me…
People had been a little alarmed as Erin pushed through them, watching her go with confusion. Anton swore softly under his breath and turned to the woman who had been paired with him this year. “I should…”
“I’ll go.”
A voice rang out from the back of the group, a slimmer and taller woman coming forward. She looked a lot like Flavia and had always known she’d be the reason someone got hurt, she just hadn’t expected it to be Erin. She pushed trimmed brown-black hair out of hazel eyes and left, seemingly calm.
She hurried down the corridor as she caught sight of Erin, catching her arm tightly.
“Erin…”
As the woman pulled away she tightened her grip.
“No, don’t run away.”
When Erin finally relented and turned back Elizabeth couldn’t help but care. Erin was crying, clearly upset. Elizabeth stepped closer, gently stroking the tears from Erin’s cheek tenderly.
“Don’t cry.”
“I can’t…”
“Shhh, c’mon sweetheart…” Elizabeth stepped closer still, hugging Erin close, stroking Erin’s hair softly. “Don’t cry now… it’s okay.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.”
“I just…”
“I know.”
“I can’t…”
“Shh, trust me.” Elizabeth’s words were soft, meaningful. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
People had been a little alarmed as Erin pushed through them, watching her go with confusion. Anton swore softly under his breath and turned to the woman who had been paired with him this year. “I should…”
“I’ll go.”
A voice rang out from the back of the group, a slimmer and taller woman coming forward. She looked a lot like Flavia and had always known she’d be the reason someone got hurt, she just hadn’t expected it to be Erin. She pushed trimmed brown-black hair out of hazel eyes and left, seemingly calm.
She hurried down the corridor as she caught sight of Erin, catching her arm tightly.
“Erin…”
As the woman pulled away she tightened her grip.
“No, don’t run away.”
When Erin finally relented and turned back Elizabeth couldn’t help but care. Erin was crying, clearly upset. Elizabeth stepped closer, gently stroking the tears from Erin’s cheek tenderly.
“Don’t cry.”
“I can’t…”
“Shhh, c’mon sweetheart…” Elizabeth stepped closer still, hugging Erin close, stroking Erin’s hair softly. “Don’t cry now… it’s okay.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.”
“I just…”
“I know.”
“I can’t…”
“Shh, trust me.” Elizabeth’s words were soft, meaningful. “I won’t hurt you, I promise.”