Five

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       As the days passed by, the colors on Casey's ankle had moved further up to her knees. Noah and her haven't talked about it but she couldn't take it anymore. She had to talk to him about it tonight. He came over and she took him to her room. As soon as the door was shut she pulled up her pant leg. Noah covered his mouth.
"Casey..."
"I'm sorry Noah."
He walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. They both started to cry. Noah finally pulled away and kissed her forehead.
"We are gonna fix this Casey. Don't worry. I'm gonna fix this."
"Noah you can't..."
"I can and I will I promise. Pack a bag and be ready to leave tonight okay?"
"Noah we can't-"
"Okay?"
Fine. Okay."
Noah gave her another hug and then he left. Casey went to her closet and started packing. She wasn't sure where she was going but she wanted to be prepared.

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