10-11-2008, 01:28 PM
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You missed out on a lot of fun while being on holiday, dear. He winked at her and let a mocking grin beam at the young female. She should know what he meant by that. It would also reveal her beliefs on what had happened to miss Gabe jr and who was the guilty monster. He was fucking horrible, but he could not help it, he was not sure if he was fully in charge at the moment. His heart had wept for weeks and made him weak and vulnerable. This reaction hurt more than anything, and he could not face the pain alone. Problem was, his guardian was there, but it also meant that he was not alone, not the only one behind the controls. Still, he threw himself at everything that could create a temporary barrier from himself and the emotions. |