Fidget *Complete* ✅
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  • Parts 39
  • Time 2h 26m
Complete, First published Jun 04, 2018
Mature
"How come they call you Fidget?" He asks.

"Because I fidget and shake a lot." I answer.

"Why do you do that?" He asks.

Wow, he is really nosy.

"Stuff happened, and me fidgeting and shaking is the cause of it." I answer, for once, truthfully.

"Well, do you want to hear my theory." He says before standing in front of me, "I think, something happened, causing you to hurt yourself, snd then that causing yourself to fidget and shake."

I ask, "What evidence do you have to back that theory up?"

"Well, exhibit A." He says and grabs my wrist. 

I try to pull away, but he just won't let go. He rolls up my wrist, exposing my scars.
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There is a sequel to this so be sure to read that after this one. It's called Forest and can be found on my profile. Remember to like the chapters please and feedback is welcome.
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