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Feb 09, 2013 07:03AM

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Anna rolled out of the bed and stood up and then shrugged. "I'm not hurt."
Her eyes widened slightly. "I only have a few..." she mumbled. Anna shifted her weight nervously.
She looked at him. "Me? Trying to protect him?" she gave a short bark of laughter.

She looked down at her feet. "I'm okay, really. I'm safe."
Anna crossed her arms. "Seriously, Drake. Don't promise that, okay!?"
Anna rolled her eyes. "You barely know me, right? So don't waste your time on a hopeless cause."

"I've got a horrible personality. No one likes me because of it," she said. Anna just ignored his comment about her being breath-taking.
Anna leaned against the wall. "Whatever. But should I wear these clothes, today?" she asked, looking down at her clothes.
She smirked a little. "Would you even know a place to go get clothes, for me?"
But then she shook her head. "But no. Clothes are expensive."
"Stop that! I'm not going to let you spend money on me," she insisted.
She blushed when he laughed. "Oh, well... well... okay..." she muttered.
She looked at him. "Why can't I just go home?" she asked quietly.

Anna shrugged. "I'll be fine..." she said, but that was a lie. Her dad would be furious, and she knew it.
"Can I at least go get some clothes?" she asked softly.
She nodded. "Okay, thank you," she said quietly.
She shook her head, embarrassed. "No... he doesn't..."
Anna shook her head quickly. "No, no! I'm not going to let you do that!"
"Yeah, you won't hurt him, but He'll hurt You..." She muttered.

Anna rolled her eyes. "You've been trained? Well guess what, that's not going to help, this time," she snapped.
"I'm leaving, okay? I'll be fine," she said in a forced-calmer tone. "See ya," she muttered and started to walk away, though she knew she looked like a mess with her messy hair.
She shook her head. "I'm not bringing you into this!" she called out and quickly put on her old boots.
Anna flinched. "Please don't touch me," she said. Her voice was quiet. It hurt too bad, her shoulders.
Anna ran out, and started running to her house. She hope she could somehow sneak in... otherwise, she was dead.
Anna ran until she saw her house. Maybe she could sneak in through the back...?