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When I saw him, I felt sick to my stomach...
He touched my face, but I immediately swatted it away.

"Awe come on baby, don't be like that." He said smirking.

"You make me sick!" I spat at him.

He eroded with humorless laughs.

"Oh shut the hell up! You are only acting like this 'cause you think you have to; 'cause it's the human thing to do. You don't know what these people have done! It's a hard world out there and it's killed or be killed, and I am not taking any chances!" He was so close to my face, I could smell the sweat and crazy coming off of him.

"Just stop thinking for a moment and turn off your emotions." He said rubbing his hand up my side, making me shiver.

"Then that would make you psychotic..." I said in a quiet voice.

"I'd rather be psychotic, then dead." Then his lips softly brushed over mine.

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