Barn Fight

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The nurse released him in the morning. I felt a huge burden lifted off my chest. I felt a lot better knowing that he could go home. She didn't seem too concerned. She just wanted him to watch for infection. I already figured that since that is kinda important. I drove Nick back to his house. I figured that he'd be safe there. If I have to be honest: I never want to go back to living in my home. I figure that I can just go to the hotel that is like twenty minutes away from here. It's so sad to think that way, but with all that's happened I think that's for the best. I don't know how things will be after this. I will never know. That's something that I've just figured out. The unknown is always unknown. I've just had to accept the fact that I don't know the truth. I mean: they could have been lying for all I know. Although, I'm sure they weren't lying about Berry. "Norah, you don't have to be around them. You realize that you can still distance yourself from family. You don't have to be around them. I know you don't and I don't either." Nick's eyes beat down on my face.

"I know, but it just feels so wrong. You and I are so good, but us and them it just feels wrong. They have hurt you and I too much. It's time to get away. How am I ever supposed to even come to terms with this? It hurts so much." There was a solid five minutes of silence until I got the courage to break it. "Nick?" I asked.

"Norah?" He wasn't irritated with me at all. He seemed calm about the whole thing. After all, that is literally how I feel.

My mind always goes crazy when he talks because of his nice, smooth accent. "Nicholas, I... am so grateful for you. You're the only one that clearly cares for me. I'm so lucky. I've always had to make sure I wasn't lucid dreaming when you would hug or kiss me. I'd always have to make sure that your hair wasn't really just butter. I'm officially done with my family. I don't want to be drugged into their contention."

"Oh Norah. Me too... me too... Look at this though: as soon as I get my stitches out we will go horseback riding and I'll take you somewhere nice." Just where would that place be? I could hardly imagine. 

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