09-03-2008, 03:13 PM
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"No Sammie, it's not that.." She tried to explain but the grip that suddenly tightened on her arm sent her in to panic, ears falling flat back against her head, which lowered itself considerably. "Sammie.." The name came out in a quiet whine, wanting to tell him that he was hurting her, but something inside her supposed that he knew that and that pointing it out would only make it worse. Her eyes pleaded with him as she stared up at him, astounded by the next words that left her brother. "It's not like that.." How could they know? How could they knew when she wasn't even sure herself, when she was doing nothing more than denying it? |