theonlypiecethatdoesntxfit-deac:
“Answer me!” He almost shouted, grasping her arms and shaking her, “Can you please just answer me?”
“I’m not asking for anything,” he whispered.
She put her head down, trying to work out what was going on. ‘I don’t understand what you mean then. safety in numbers? it sounds like you want me to stay with you’.
“Exactly,” he replied, “You can trust me. I just want to help.”
She sighed, and shook her head, pointing to the paper, where she’d written, ‘I have nothing’.