24-03-2020 - edited by @KitWulf
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"Let me take a look at it." Lucas unhooked himself from the rope and placed his hand on Azura's arm.
"No!" She exclaimed and immediately shook him off, then walked away towards the bar, already regretting having shouted at him that she had the scar to begin with.
"Please." He followed and grabbed her arm again, forcing her to turn and face him. Desperation sounded through his voice.
"Please..." He was fighting to find the words, that much was clear to her as she looked him in the eyes.
Azura was baffled by his behavior, he seemed completely out of his element, struggling with something just as she was about the past. People around them were staring and Azura realized how it must look with him still holding her arm in a tight grip. It never looked good when a man forced a woman to do something against her will. She noticed his lip trembled lightly as he was pleading with his eyes, not asking anymore.
"Fine." She let out a sigh and loosened herself from his hold, giving in to his strange actions.
He nodded and walked to the bar, leaving her alone for a bit. After exchanging some words with Jeff he gestured for her to follow and they headed upstairs to one of the private rooms for a local physiotherapist. She sat down and he closed the door behind them, providing them with the privacy needed.
"Please, Azura," he tried again as he looked into her eyes with desperation, "I need to see it." His voice was trembling, his eyes flashing around as if he wasn't sure what to do.
"Why?" her voice was soft and insecure yet held a hint of rebellion behind it. "You were there when it happened. You saw me... And up until now you just thought I had no physical scars from it? Why do you want to see it now all of a sudden? What difference does it make?"
She was almost crying, her voice becoming more unsteady with every question that rolled off her tongue. With every word, her mind traveled back further to that day. Bringing back the pain, both the physical as well as the mental. The pain of loss, desperation, and anger.
Lucas buried his face in his hands while his elbows rested on his knees, defeated.
"I... I wanted to forget. Even though you are here now, I would not accept any of it had actually happened. For me... Seeing you alive is something I never could have imagined three years ago. So when you did show up... I kind of..." He stopped and looked at her biting away the tears.
Azura was shocked to see him like this, forgetting about herself for just a moment. He was genuinely in pain and looked so vulnerable. She doubted he could even express himself properly but she understood his needs. A deep breath and some long overthinking was what she needed, but he needed an answer now. She bit her lip and her head softly bobbed up and down.
"Fine."
She wiped some of her own tears away and composed herself the best she could. She could handle this today, what was one more jerk at her brain when it was already mushed and stomped on by Dr. Jensen. Lucas looked at her hopefully as she agreed.
"This may sound stupid but when you showed up, I realized I had never closed that chapter in life." He spoke softly.
She crossed her arms and a bitterness appeared in her voice.
"You need closure. I get it. So by seeing what that monster did to me, you think you'll get the closure you need?"
Lucas hesitated. He didn't know if it would give him what he needed. He had obviously said the wrong thing again and could hit himself in the head for being so stupid.
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Igniting Sparks
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