[ She balks, an object in motion that doesn't want to be reigned in. But isn't that how we got here? She'd hurt Murphy with her fucking thrashing and screaming. He was scared of her now, scared of what she'd seen, scared of what she'd do with it; intentional or otherwise. ]
(I wasn't screaming at him, I was fucking apologizing to that stupid little asshole.)
[ She had started screaming when he'd given back what he'd gotten: stabbing a nice clean slice into where she felt vulnerable. What a life it would be: if she really was just like everyone else. ]
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( I wasn't screaming at him, I was fucking apologizing to that stupid little asshole. )
[ She had started screaming when he'd given back what he'd gotten: stabbing a nice clean slice into where she felt vulnerable. What a life it would be: if she really was just like everyone else. ]