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 Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 6:10 pm
"I'm new here" he said almost stumbling over his words as he looked at her.
He began to feel a familiar feeling. But he couldnt recognize the feeling. The feeling made him start to like her even more. "You look cute" He added in a flirty voice
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:03 pm
 ✝::Eran::✝ Eran smiled sadly. "Thanks, it's not most people's comment after they see this..." She showed him her fist, laying it against the table. It seemed fairly normal, except the way the skin lay. She looked slightly upset as she uncurled her fingers. She only had her first finger and thumb left, the place where her knuckles began, where the fingers were missing looked well treated, like it had been there for at least a couple of years and the thumb had a black ring, with a white cross painted on it. All fingernails were painted black and she had a few small black stars tattooed at the base of her wrist on her left hand.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:37 pm
He looks at the hand and shrugs" I really dont mind it" He said " It doesnt make me like you any less" He added with honesty
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:27 am
✝::Eran::✝ "That's nice to hear, tell me about yourself if you wish. I'm Eran Liiun, 17, single and 'disabled'." She retracted her hand and put her sheets back into the grey-green messenger bag.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 12:05 pm
"Well" he said quickly " I am 14 going on 15, I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder... Which i really dont want to talk about. And I have rage problems but i know how to control them. My dad is the one who usually pisses me off..." he takes a long pause and then gets back into detail "I play paintball and like to free run. And Im not a bad kisser, nor am i a virgin. " He said managing not to stumble over words as he looked at her.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 9:47 am
✝::Eran::✝ Eran nodded. "Well since you've said so much, I've only had two minutes of Physical contact at the most since I was six excluding when the last of my fingers were amputated. I paint, draw, write and such with my Left hand. I enjoy writing piano music and playing even though its hard with only 7 fingers. My dad was never there and My mum was shot in front of me on my 6th Birthday. After that I lived in care until I was found by my Grandparents on my Mother's side when I was 13. When I was 15 me and my best friend were in his car. We were going to the movies...We were going down one of the darker roads and It was foggy. We were hit by an 18 wheeler and slameed agianst a tree. I lost my fingers in my Right hand, along with my best friend, Jazen. I cried for him. I wouldnt let go of him until they dragged the body away. A complecation in my surgery ment they couldn't save my fingers. I cried there too. For hours I lay there, on the floor of the hospital room, promicing myself I would never cry for my fingers again. As it is I moved here on my own last year. I would have gotten an apartement but My Grandparents registered me here, hoping that I could find my place.. I'm still alone..." She shrugged, looking calm although inside resisting the urge to rip the skin from her arms and cry. She almost never talked about her past. She was mentally disturbed from her expierience of life."Do you know what is to have everyone you have ever cared about die in your arms..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:22 am
He nods and his smile turns into a deep frown. "Im sorry to here that" He said sadly "Look, if there's anything you need, come to me" He said willing to comfort her
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:37 am
✝::Eran::✝ Eran looked up and smiled. "That's really nice of you, although quite a bit of an age gap." She said with a laugh, putting her distressing past to the back of her mind for the moment."I still miss Jazen, I never saw his boyfriend Drayke after the trial, the Kid is locked now cos, no.1 he was underage and about 15 at the time, no.2 he was drunk, no.3 he runined two vehicles no.4 he killed someone, no.5 he 'permanently crippled' a girl the same age."
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:55 am
He nodded again. He started to think about how hard it was for her to manage a life like hers. "Im sorry" he said looking down at the ground. Suddenly a thought popped in his head. He grabbed his necklace and tried to make it not obvious that he was upset. He wanted to focus on helping her and he didnt want to make her think he was conceded. He let go of the necklace forcing the thought to go away for the moment. He then said "I hope you feel better soon. And if your ever angry or upset just come to me, I dont look forward to getting in a relationship anytime soon. I just want to help you is all" He smiled at her and his smile quickly snapped back to neutral
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:30 am
✝::Eran::✝ Eran smiled. "You can tell me what's wrong if you want. Im fairly Empathic, so pokerfaces are kinda useless. You're probably the closest to knowing what it feels like. I'm going to show you something.." She stood up and pulled on a long black hoodie and took off her pink necklace, replacing it with an intricate Celtic cross. She picked up her bag and waited for him at the door.
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 12:08 pm
He stands up and follows her.
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