Warnings as always, loves. Be safe.
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You sat, tense in your seat, breath stopped, heart pounding. But instead of looking mad, she took your hand, grabbing it in her kind-of aggressively sweet way.
"Why didn't you tell me?" She asks. She could've asked any other question to start, but instead, she asked you that. Like there was hurt in her heart, genuine hurt at not being let into this part of you.
"I didn't want to be a bother. And- as much as I like attention- I'm too afraid to take too much of it-"
"-And seem like a selfish person? You thought I'd leave you because of that?" She interrupted, a little frustrated, but keeping her tone steady, even though you could see her shaking, like she knew what was going through your head.
All you could do was speak your assent, an ashamed quiver in your being, the panic slowly assuage even as it gripped your neck, threatening to return.
"I want you to know that I like you a lot, and I care about you. And I just want to know why you resorted to that as a coping mechanism?"
Before you could answer, your absentee mother took a walk through the living room, staring at you both for a second, exchanging brief pleasantries, and returning back to her room. You both untensed, before you spoke, the tension returning.
"I... need something stable. Something to control. And I feel like an asshole all the time- because of my dad- and I know you told me it wasn't my fault but- as soon as I get stressed it feels like- everything falls apart and I need something to hang onto." When you say that, she seems to take a minute to think, before making eye contact.
"I want you to know I'm not mad," she starts, "and all I am for you is concerned about your safety. I know we haven't put labels on things, but I consider you my partner. I- I'm not leaving," She pauses. "But I'm going to take some time to research coping mechanisms for you while we hang out, and maybe we can find something better than this. But for now, I want you to call me whenever you feel this way." And this continued for the next few days really. She would come over and cuddle for a couple hours, and you two would talk, and even... kissed a couple times. You had called her your girlfriend, and you, she called her partner.
But with research came... surprises.
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Safety Scissors: REBOOT
FanfictionYou have issues, a lot of them, and it looks like Jade west might add to them. God you dreaded everything. I guess we'll just have to have hope. I Do not own any characters in this book, besides the reader's pov i guess. So, credit to Dan schneider...
