She sighed and moved to sit on the couch, bringing Summer’s body into her lap, ”I should be the one apologizing, I shouldn’t have snapped on you for helping me, I just have so troubles I haven’t gotten past.”
Summer patted whatever part of Deva’s body was closest to hand. “‘s okay. ‘m here f’r you.” Another muscle spasm warped her body, spine arching into a bow. “F-fuck,” she swore, tears sliding down her face.
She hissed as she pulled her closer, slowly rocking her, humming slightly, ”It’s ok breathe, relax, focus on me,” She whispered, her eyes turning a dark shade of green as she ran her fingers though Summer’s hair.
That was the last bad one, and it only took a few minutes for Summer’s breathing to ease back to normal. She buried her face in Deva’s knee, brushing away the tears. “I’m okay now,” she said raggedly, sitting up and shoving hair out of her face.
She lifted an eyebrow as she looked at the other girl, she was worried. But she wasn’t going to show it. ”What was all that about anyway?”
“You dumped a lot of anger, and I wasn’t doing a thing to shield it out. It’s gotta go somewhere, hon.” She flopped over, trying to get the muscle that had been spasming to stretch out. “The convulsions are the default result.” Into the cushions, she went on, “I hurt you, I pushed too hard, so I paid for it.”