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EDMOND'S POV
(Edmond E. Thompson)
"What's going on with you?"
I stare blankly into the brown orbs of my interrogator completely lost of words to answer such a simple question
"Ed" she calls for the fifth time, snapping her fingers in my face, a look of irritation worn on her features
"I'm here" I reply, gently shoving her hand away
"Then why do I feel ignored?" She crosses her arms, tilting her head to the side to keep her weaved hair out of her eyes
"I'm not ignoring you" I sigh
Calm down Edmond, she's not the enemy
"I'm just occupied with stuff" I break the eye contact, my eyes flying down to my shoes
I'm hiding so much from her I can't even bear to look into her eyes
"What stuff?" She bellows "stuff you can't tell your girlfriend about?"
"No its not that" I let out a sigh for the umpteenth time "there's nothing"
"But you'd tell Trip?"
What the-
"Your expression says it all" she says with a retreating sigh
"Espn-
She silences me with her palm in the air, giving a tight smirk before she speaks
"When you're ready to speak, I'll be here" she takes both my hands in hers, squeezing my fingers lightly
"Please don't shut me out" she adds softly, tracing her thumb over my cheek
I raise my hand to meet hers, holding it in place. My eyes instinctively close as her touch offers me comfort temporarily when my thoughts are quickly replaced by conflicting ones
She moves in to hug me, I welcome her a hundred percent
My head fits into the crook of her neck as I take her scent in with a deep breath. Growing up with her, the familiar scent of Asahd gave me comfort knowing that some things don't change and probably never would.
Her fingers run through my hair causing my eyelids to feel heavy as I struggle to keep them open under the mesmerizing touch of her fingertips
The thought of the position we're in causes my lips to break into a small smile. Given our height differences, she's standing in front of me while I'm sat on a chair in a closed classroom, yet we're almost the same height
I wrap my arms around her small middle, pulling her impossibly close as she wraps herself around me, emanating a welcoming heat
"Will you be okay to play tomorrow?" She whispers, breaking the long lasting silence
"Hmm-mm" I hum with my eyes closed, not feeling like spoiling the mood
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