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Cici and Once Upon A Time
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Mar 08, 2014 08:12PM
She woke up hours later and pulled the blanket around her, staring at him intently.
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"I'm sorry." He whispered.
She said nothing. She didn't know if really had been an accident or not. She didn't even know what whipped cream was. If he had tried to kill her she wouldn't waste her breath to speak to him, but she couldn't send him out alone with that leg. She mentally cursed her habits of helping hurt animals because now she was helping him and she wasn't sure if he wanted her hurt or not but his eyes seemed sincere...
"I'm super sorry for doing that." He went back to bed. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
She watched him, not trusting him entirely.
He slept soundly. It was an honest mistake. Anybody could of made it.
She didn't sleep. She hadn't spent much time with people and had trouble reading them.
He laid there feeling bad. "I'm sorry. I should leave." He frowned. He was hurt a bit.
"If you can, do. If not stay." She said. She went to heat up some food.
"Ok thank you for helping." He got up either though he couldn't walk well. He left the crutches behind too. He found a stream and started walking downstream. He was hurt that she would think he would try to kill her. A tear came down his face.
She asked herself why he would but could figure how out he couldn't have known. To her it was the most obvious poison in the forest. She felt safer alone anyways.
After awhile he found a rock to sit on. It would be dark soon. He made a little fire to keep him warm. It might take him a couple days to get back to civilization though.
She went outside. She could tell it would rain tonight so went to be kind and tell him. She was able to follow his tracks and stood about 20 feet away from him, "It rain tonight."
"Nah I'm fine. Thanks though. I have this makeshift shelter." He didn't want to talk to her at all. He was hurt.
"The rain will bring it down. It rain hard," she shuffled her feet, so many questions floated in her head.
"Nah I'm fine." He said again. Upset with her.
"Alright," she said. She started to leave then asked, "Um...what's whipped cream and why would it go on my face...?
"Whipped cream is cream that is whipped and it goes on top of cookies or cakes and many other things. People put whipped cream on hands for a joke." He paused."It makes you look like Santa Claus"
She looked more confused and slightly worried, "Are those all poisons to? What's a Santa Claus?"
"No silly there foods like sweet food. They are really good." It never went through this mind that she doesn't know what Santa Claus is."He is big fat guy that hands out presents."
She looked startled, "And you find that funny?"
"No I thought it would make you less tense about everything." He whispered.
"I'm fat?!" she said registering that Santa had been fat and now felt angry. So maybe it had been an accident but did he think she was was fat too?
"No Santa Claus is person the whip cream makes you have a white beard like him."
"Because I'm fat?" she asked.
"No not because your fat. You do it as a joke. People do it all the time. "
"So, you...you really didn't know?"
"No or I wouldn't of done it." He looked up at her.
"Yeah I'm not mean." He locked eyes with her.
"Okay...I...I'm just scared...people scare me," she confessed.
"Yeah I didn't notice." He said with a sarcastic voice.
That stung her. She snapped, "All they've ever done is hurt me. I try and help and nearly die. I still chase after them to warn them it's going to rain when all I want to do is run. At least I tried." She turned away and headed home, "I'm sorry I bothered you."
"I was being sarcastic." He rolled his eyes.
"I know what that is. And it still hurts to hear it like that."
"I know." He looked down and the stream.
She turned around for a second, "If it too cold, my house has fire." She turned away and walked off, shoulders slumped over. she had never had a friend. She wasn't great with people but...he was the closest she'd ever had to a friend. But she was better, safer on her own. She why did she feel to sad?
He nodded his head. It started to rain. He got cold,but he did to much walking with his leg. He let out a sneeze.
She shivered as the rain fell and trekked back to start a fire in the fire place making sure everything was inside.
He shivered when the rain broke his shelter. He was alone now. He sneeze again.
She wondered if he'd come back.
He felt really cold. He needed help. "Help." He whispered.
She was too far away she was in her house, at the window, watching and waiting to see if he would come back. Or it he was still too mad.
He was super cold. The rain soon stop. He hoped maybe she would come back.
She didn't want to bother him if he hated her and he had seemed mad.
He felt really bad. He tried getting up,but was too weak. His leg started to hurt. He winced at the pain.
She noticed the pants she had never finished for him still lying on her bed. She sighed.
He tried getting up. He did get up he walked slowly back to her place. He didn't realize there was rock there. He slipped on and fell on it. His hit the back of the rock. He felt blood coming out of his head. He could see her house in the distance,but darkness came over him.
