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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/2/2016 9:10:46 PM
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[i]They turn to Grant with nervous smiles.[/i]
[b]Iso:[/b] "I don't know if it's something I feel comfortable talking about with my father..."
[b]Arty:[/b] "We were talkin' about boys"
[i]Iso's face goes red and she starts to hit a laughing Arty.[/i]
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[b]Frisky just sits there, holding him in her embrace.[/b]
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"....kill me....please...."
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"I'm not letting you throw your life away, Chuck. I won't kill you." [b]She gives him another soft squeeze.[/b]
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[i]He stops crying and doesn't move.[/i] "I don't want to live. If you can even call this living."
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[spoiler]This whole string of posts gave me a serious case of the feels.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]yeah, pretty emotional stuff[/spoiler]
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"Chuck... There are people who care about you, you know that, right? I will not let you die. If not for you, for them."
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"My brother and sister would be better off without me and Iso still remembers what I did to her. She tries to hide her fear and hate towards me from torturing her mentally, physically...and sexually, but I know it's there. No one cares about me."
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"Chuck... You can make it up. I wish you would see that... Why can't you understand that?"
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"Because I can't. How do you make up for what I've done?"
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"You be a good person now that you actually can. It wasn't truly you. It was that one corporation. It wasn't you. Now that you are all the way there, you can make things up."
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"I did it. There's no denying it. I could've resisted more. Maybe there was a way to not be obedient. I-I can't..."
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"You can make things better. Trust me. If that one girl, Irina, can bounce back from what she did, you can bounce back too. Just try. I'll help you."
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"You really don't want to kill me still?...You're not leaving without me agreeing to let me help, are you?"
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"No."
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[i]Chuck hugs back.[/i] "You can help."
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[b]She hugs him tightly.[/b] "Thank you."
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[i]He stops hugging.[/i] "You can let go now. People are staring."
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"Oh. Alright." [b]She lets go, and stands up.[/b]
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Chuck stands up and brushes himself off. "Thank you....What's your name again?"
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"I don't know what my name was before... Call me Frisky. It's what everyone else calls me."
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[i]Chuck weakly smiles at Frisky.[/i] "Hello, Ms. Frisky. It was a pleasure meeting you, but I suggest you go enjoy the party."
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"Fine... Just don't go doing anything rash, alright?" [b]She begins to walk back to the group of four that was back at the main part of the party.[/b]
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[i]Chuck picks the gun off the floor and fires it at his head. The bullet does nothing.[/i] "I forgot this couldn't kill me earlier."
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[b]She quickly turn back around.[/b] "Why?! Why would you do that?!"
