Fifteenth Article

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It is, after all, Valentine's we send our hearts to the one we love most. I think its about time I be honest with you about my feelings

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[bbsatbyrobots]

[Just...looking all heart broken in the corner....]

I-I like Vince anyway...

[bbsatbyrobots]

[As soon as he began to walk away, she rushed forward,

and grabbed his sleeve tightly. She didn't want him to go, she didn't want him to leave her alone.]

I-I don't want anyone else!

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[He doesn't move, and keeps his back turned.

He's not swayed just yet. And maybe he's trying to keep from crying.]

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Her grip tightened, and her face dropped to look at the ground.

It goes without saying that she was crying.]

I...[What could she say? It was true, she had told Vince she loved him, she had, but...She hadn't truly meant it. Those things...it wasn't her.]

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[He turns: a soft, sad expression on his face.]

You?

[bbsatbyrobots]

B-but...I love you.

[She wipes her eyes, sobbing softly into her sleeve.]

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[...]

Prove it.

[bbsatbyrobots]

[She looks up, her eyes still dripping tears.]

H-how?

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I can't tell you that... [he looks away slightly, looking slightly like his younger self. It was true... that he was slowly beginning to forget.]

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Then...[She takes a step backwards, letting go of his sleeve completely, burying her face into her hands.]

How c-can I...if I don't...

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[He's quiet.]

I don't know. If you need me, I'll be in our room. [he lingers a moment longer, and moves upstairs to hide under the sheets]

[bbsatbyrobots]

[She watches him go, meandering around the living room, trying to calm down. Trying so hard to stop crying.

And all the while her mind kept going back to the future, and back to the pain and back to all the horrible things that had happened during her stay.

Her deaths.

His death.

And learning of the lie and the crazy and the feelings of being so hopeless, so very very hopeless.

She didn't want that, she didn't want things to...

So she ran, bolting up the steps as quickly as she could manage, and she stops in front of their room. She stops and stares, suddenly terrified of the possibilities. What if he left her? What if he just pushed her away? What if what if what if.

But she couldn't just stand there, she couldn't just...So, oh so quietly she opened the door, shaking and crying and scared. But she goes in anyway. Because didn't want him to go, she didn't want him to leave her alone. She hated being alone.]

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[The room is dark, as it usually was when Luke took to it alone. A quick skim, and it's obvious that he had--indeed--hidden himself under the bed sheets. Only a long lump on his side of the bed. At the top of the sheets a little tuff of hair can be seen.

Maybe he was trying to sleep, since, upon examination, his eyes and closed and his breathing is deep and steady.]

[bbsatbyrobots]

[Softly, she walks across the room, sitting down beside his side of the bed. Quietly she watched for a while, her fingers fiddling with the comforter.

After a while she just leans against the bedside table, bringing her knees to her chest and her head down to rest on them.]

I-I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it I didn't it was...I wasn't myself. I would never even dream of...b-because I love being here. A m-mom with a f-family. And I didn't mean it I didn't. I..I r-really didn't. [She was talking mostly to herself, her voice just a low whisper, barely audible and laced with the sound of her tears.]

[izlegal]

[shuffle shuffle...

Nope, looks like the phone's off the hook this time!]

[bbsatbyrobots]

Don't...p-please...