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rose, "So fine...So FINE."
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Mar 28, 2012 04:19PM
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Hayden walked through the field. He wasn't going anywhere in particular, just wandering aimlessly. He sighed heavily. There was no way Ginny would let him get anywhere near her, no matter how fearless she seemed. His biggest fear though, was hurting her and not being able to repair the damage.
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Hayden stopped walking and sank into the long grass. He laid on his back and looked up at the darkening sky, trying to shut out everything around him. He threw an arm over his face and closed his eyes.
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But what?
Hayden was so consumed in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Ginny approaching. He took his arm away from his face and opened his eyes. He sat up and jumped when he saw Ginny standing over him. "What the- What are you doing here?" he asked, frowning.
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Hayden took a moment to answer. He was tempted to say yes. "No, no you don't have to leave. I actually wanted to talk to you about something."
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"Last night in the forest, you asked if I could take away your memories," Hayden said. "Well, I was talking to Spencer and he thinks I should, well, practice. You're the only person I could think of."
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"No, of course not," Hayden said, looking up at her. "That's the thing. I don want to do it. I don't want to risk hurting you." He stood up. "You know what, nevermind, it's a stupid idea."
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Hayden frowned. "Is it really that hard to believe that I like you?" he asked. "Because if you can honestly say that you don't feel anything in return then I'll just stop trying."
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"Leaving is the last thing I want to do," Hayden said, surprised at her outburst. "You haven't stopped complaining about my attitude and I can understand that, but the second I show even the slightest feeling for you, you shut me out." He took a step closer to her so that they were almost touching. "Just so there is no further confusion, I like you. A lot. And if we're going to do this, you have to trust me."
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Hayden heard hesitation in her voice. He swallowed. "And why can't you?" he asked quietly.
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"Hurt you?" That was exactly the thing that Hayden had not wanted to hear. "Are you afraid of me?" he asked slowly. "Because you don't have to be."
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"Oh," Hayden said. He could understand her reasoning given his track record. "Look, I didn't care about any of those other girls. I know this is probably going to sound incredibly cliche, but you're different."
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Hayden was reluctant to start practicing, especially when he knew that he didn't have her complete trust, but he didn't want to start another argument. "Okay, so basically what I'm going to try to do is take away a small part of your memory, then give it back. If that works out, then I'll try it with larger portions of your memory." He held out his hands for her to take. "If you have any questions, now would be a good time to ask."
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"Take my hands," Hayden said, holding them out for her. He sincerely hoped that he would be able to do this. He would never forgive himself if he ruined her memories permanently.
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Hayden smiled. "Thanks," he said. The moment his hands met hers, a flood of images rushed through his mind. He closed his eyes and focused. He decided to start with something more recent and managed to concentrate on the previous day, when he, Spencer, Mandy, and Ginny had been talking in the town square. Now that he had a good grip on the memory, he could move on to the difficult part: removing it. "Okay, just relax," Hayden told her, his eyes still closed.
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Suddenly, the memories disappeared and Hayden's eyes snapped open. He realized that Ginny's hands were no longer in his. "Are you okay?" he asked.
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Hayden frowned, but answered her question. "It's sort of like one of those old movie reels, where the pictures spin by really fast and look like they're moving. Then when I focus, the picture gets clearer. I see everything from your point of view and I can sense your emotions, but don't feel them myself," he said, hoping that was enough detail for her.
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Hayden looked at her hands, then back at her. "Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with."
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Hayden smiled and took her hands once more. "Okay, like I said before, you need to relax for this to even have a chance of working," he said, closing his eyes. He relocated the memory and focused all of his energy on it. Slowly, he felt it weakening, almost as if he was absorbing it. The picture faded into nothing and he opened his eyes again, hoping it had worked.
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"You can open your eyes," Hayden told her. He hesitated slightly before speaking again. "Um, I need you to tell me what happened yesterday afternoon."
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Hayden smiled and put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay," he said, not wanting her to strain herself. "You don't remember, that means it worked."
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Hayden frowned, she should be able to remember that, they had talked about it only minutes before. "Ginny, what's the last thing you remember?" he asked.
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Hayden bit his lip, he'd removed too much memory. He kept his face carefully neutral, not revealing that he was freaking out inside. "Um, alright. Ginny, I'm going to try something. Just don't let go of my hands," he said, gripping her hands and shutting his eyes.
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Hayden took a deep breath and focused. At first, he didn't fel anything whatsoever, this was going to be much more difficult than he had anticipated. He pushed himself further and winced when he felt a shooting pain in his head. He gasped and shuddered as he felt the memories reforming: first in his head, then in hers. Hayden jerked his hands away from her and sank to his knees, shivering. He prayed that it had worked because he didn't have the strength to try that again.
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Hayden flinched when she touched him. "Please don't," he said. He rubbed his temples, trying to lessen the pain in his head. "I'm fine," he lied, not making eye contact with her. He didn't even attempt to move, knowing he'd just end up on the ground again.
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