I Meant It
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"You always do this, something bad happens, sure I know you've had many mortifying things happen to you in the past, but whenever something unpleasant happens, you just assume you can't do anything about it and you act as though your whole world is falling apart. I am right here, can't you fucking see me? I give you my everything and I try and help you and all you do is hide, you lock yourself away, I get that's not your fault it's just how your body reacts but Kimber you can fix it, but you chose not to!"
Her loud words rang through the lonesome trees, I didn't bother to listen to the echo her screams gave off. Of course it was true, Dana says she tries to help me but she doesn't understand it the way I do.
I look up from my scratched and bruised feet and see her wipe a tear off her poor wounded face; wincing as she swept the tear over a large slit on the top of her sunken in cheekbone under her dark, sleep deprived eyes.
My face became hot and I could feel my knees tingle like they did before I collapsed. I stepped back subconsciously attempting to get away from her. I didn't care for her at the moment, I didn't care about anything really. Not her. Not Eric. Not the plane. Not the other people. Not surviving.
My attempts as always, failed. I felt my stomach turn as I fell backwards to what felt like a large rock, the cracking sound started the millionth war in my head, my brain begging to get out of my presumable shattered skull. The last sound was the ear piercing cackle of Dana.
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