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“If you let one of those boys touch you,” I pause, stretching out the menacing silence so she knows just how serious I am, “there won’t be anything left of his corpse once I’m through with him.”
“If only they knew you were face down in the dirt, legs spread, getting your ass fucked by your professor.”
“It’s fine,” she says, voice wobbly. “I don’t need you. I don’t need anyone.” “Everyone needs someone, Nera. It doesn’t make you weak to need me,” I whisper into her hair. “I’m not afraid to admit that I need you.”
“I have a black and white world and you are responsible for the only parts of it in color, Nera. I’m unwilling to give my colors up.”
“I’ve been in agony the past week, Nera. I won’t survive living without you. I’m begging you to forgive me. I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for how I hurt you, I promise.”
“Yes. I’m broke, in debt, and currently living in my car. I have nothing to offer you except the promise of a happy life, a determination to succeed, and a guarantee that I’ll always take care of you. The plan is so clear in my mind, baby. First, you’re going to win that gold medal. You are, there’s no doubt in my mind. Then we’re going to find an actual home for that medal, somewhere we can hang it and all your past and future achievements – all our achievements, together – framed on a wall in a house where we both live.”
“I’d marry you the very next day if I thought you’d let me. I know you won’t so I plan on asking you every single day until you say yes.
“Fucking your teacher and then marrying him. I didn’t know you had it in you, sis,”
