Rukia
Destroyer of Tradition
= Claire =
Claire kept her glance in Angelo's face as he pulled her to the bed,wiping the tears off her eyes with difficulty. She didn't understand his words at first,confusion clear in her eyes. But as he kept speaking,her expression turned into shock. She had heard more than once that Evan was crazy,but that...wasn't what she had expected. She had always imagined something more abstract,not this. Her eyes fell to Angelo's hand,the one that was gripping her own hand tightly. She rose it and rubbed it against her face,closing her eyes for a few seconds.
Am I ready to deal with this? Shouldn't I step away?
She knew the answer even before it was asked. Leaning forward,she placed a kiss on Angelo's lips.
"I'm sorry. That must be...really hard to deal with. But I'm here for you now. I know I'm not much help,but you can count on me." She rubbed his face with a sad smile. "Maybe we can find different ways to help you. Other than...hurting yourself."
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