“Keeping secrets,” Allison tries, then, “and lying to you.”
“True, that was a shitty thing to do.”
“We just wanted to keep you safe, you know. But not like that.”
“Pretty sure there isn’t safe hanging out with you guys. I’ve been bitten. I know what’s out there. I brought a werewolf back from the dead. Kinda think I’m in the middle of this already.”
“Yeah. I know.”
They’re silent for awhile longer, so long Allison thinks Lydia might have fallen asleep, but then she feels cool, soft fingers on her wrist. “I’m sorry about your mom,” Lydia whispers in the darkness.
“Me too.” Allison’s eyes burn, but even when she blinks, she doesn’t cry.
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Date: 2012-12-04 10:54 pm (UTC)“I’m sorry,” she murmurs.
Lydia’s voice is clear. “For what?”
“Keeping secrets,” Allison tries, then, “and lying to you.”
“True, that was a shitty thing to do.”
“We just wanted to keep you safe, you know. But not like that.”
“Pretty sure there isn’t safe hanging out with you guys. I’ve been bitten. I know what’s out there. I brought a werewolf back from the dead. Kinda think I’m in the middle of this already.”
“Yeah. I know.”
They’re silent for awhile longer, so long Allison thinks Lydia might have fallen asleep, but then she feels cool, soft fingers on her wrist. “I’m sorry about your mom,” Lydia whispers in the darkness.
“Me too.” Allison’s eyes burn, but even when she blinks, she doesn’t cry.
they need this, both of them so badly