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Cody.

Dee just kept staring at me. He didn't move, nor did he say anything. He just stared at me.

"Dee.."I whispered, trying to catch his attention. He was clearly in a daze. I just don't know what about. "What are you doing ?" I asked staring at his face,Mainly his black eyes.

"Dee.." I spoke louder this time. He shook his head and stared at me.

"What were you saying ?"  He asked

"Do you pay attention ?" I asked annoyed.

"Yeah but I was just...I couldn't hear you over the imaginary murder, that was going on in my head." He chucked. Oh my god.

"Dee, are you okay ?" I asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He smiled, his eyes reverting back to green. He looked around then at me. He let go of my waist and apologised. "Fuck, what am I doing here ?" He asked

"I don't know, you just showed up." I explained to him.

"Can you just take me back to my cell ?" He asked.

"Dee what's wrong ?" I asked him suddenly concerned for him instead of myself.

"Nothing, I didn't hurt you did I ?" He asked me worried as he brushed hair out of my face.

I shook my head and admired his cheekbones. Slowly he placed his hands on my waist and before I could lean in he ran out the room.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 19, 2016 ⏰

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