Letha is on the Hammock and Peter is next to her, then he starts to graze her leg down to up with his fingers, making her shiver...
Letha gasps as she wakes up to find herself in the school bus, she was sleeping and had that dream.
As everyone starts to laugh at her, Letha glances away to see Peter and Nellie who are sitting together turn their heads to look at her, but she turns her gaze away, feeling embarrassed for being laughed at.
With her White Cotton Turtleneck Inner Shirt and Pale Pink Satin Tight Spaghetti Strap Dress, Nellie walks to sit beside Letha and holds her hand.
"It's fine." She holds her hand. "I'm here until you feel alright and unoffended." Letha feels slightly comfortable and is about to smile.
"Oh! Look at that, that's why she's freak, is it?" Mara snickers. "Why don't you suck her up; she was gasping out for your whoring around." As Letha looks back at Peter and they make eye contact, but for second because she turns back to hear Mara says the last part.
Nellie only stares at her with no expression, which changes Mara's face from arrogant to confused.
"No prob. But you first." And winks with a smirk. Mara looks at her in disbelief and disgust before looking ahead of her as Peter raises his eyebrows at that, before turning to look back ahead of him with a slight smirk.
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"I hope you don't mind our early session, I have other urgent plans, in that day."
"Understandable, doc." She says blankly. He feels uncomfortable about her reaction, but then he clicks his pen to write down her latter responses.
"... Tell me about the play."
"I'm playing a character, named Margery Gerville, she's a maid who treated in a bad way by the princess. Agnes Mereworth." And then she stops.
"And?" He asks, encouragingly.
"The character portrayed by Mara."
"Who? Your bully?"
"Yeah, the bitchy bully." With a forced fake smile that gets wiped off her face in a second like it appears in a second.
"What do you think about that?"
"Ready for the worst, and the worst." She opens he hands in 'obviously' manner before she clutches them together.
"Well, Nellie, no need to see it that way--"
"Well, listen, doc. I'm in that play for you and mum. Also the sessions, I'm here for mum; cuz you two think it's the best for me."
"Nellie, this... This for your own good, we trying to help you. It's the way we do to help you."
"No it isn't. I care about my mom, since we lost father, in a car accident, and I decided to never let anyone speak about how broken I am." Norman's brows raise a bit. "Especially mom and how sorry she feels about me and sister for our grieving about our father. Did you know now about father, doctor?"
"I see. It's not your only trauma, you had another before."
"... Yes. And with this." She slowly stands up. "Session's over. I have a play to practice on."
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Christina is sleeping and starts to shift in her spot with annoyed expression on her face.
"No. Please, please, I didn't mean to... I didn't meant to say... No, no. No, no, please. No. No, no, no, no, no. I didn't mean to..." she whimpers sadly.
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The Fixer | H.G
Mystery / ThrillerA new resident has just arrived in Hemlock Grove, Nellie Smith. With her family, they will feel the curse of their decision to go to that city.
