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thenameislahey:

iamthefirechild:

“I can’t accept a lie!”

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Why did he insist on continuing to press a statement that simply was not true?

     ”Then I’m going to go because this conversation really isn’t enjoyable anymore.” 

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     And with that, he turned on his heel and started to head back home. Hanging out with Summer was fun and all but like with any person, Isaac could only spend so much time with someone before he started to get irritated — it was just his nature.

Completely unaccountably, Summer sat down on the steps and burst into tears.

thenameislahey:

iamthefirechild:

“If I hadn’t mentioned it, you would have asked me why I wasn’t going,” she pointed out. “Then we’d still be right back here, because you seem to want to fix it and I don’t understand.”

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“Dammit, you cannot acknowledge something that doesn’t exist!”

     ”I’m not trying to fix anything.”

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     ”And for fuck’s sake just take the compliment because this is starting to get annoying.” Why was it that people would deny a compliment when they’re given one? 

“I can’t accept a lie!”

Why did he insist on continuing to press a statement that simply was not true?

thenameislahey:

iamthefirechild:

[text to: gazelle boy] coming

“Damn, I was really hoping for the motorcycle,” Summer called, emerging from the woods leading to the group camp meeting hall. “But I suppose it’s a bit cold for that.” Nevertheless, her imagination insisted on presenting her with lovely images of clinging to Isaac’s narrow waist as they sped around curves.

     ”Yeah, well, maybe next time.”

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     ”You know, you don’t look like you need any rescuing,” he began, eyebrows raised. “If you wanted to see me all you had to do was ask,” he teased.

“I don’t look like it because you can’t hear my teeth grinding from there,” she informed him. And, she thought, because you don’t know me well enough to see the difference between what I should look like, hanging out with these people, my people, and what I look like now. She could feel the tightness of her mouth and shoulders, and the rage curdling in her guts.

thenameislahey:

iamthefirechild:

[text to: gazelle boy] I don’t even know what you drive

[text: Summer] a motorcycle but i borrowed Melissa’s car because she doesn’t need it tonight
[text: Summer] also it’s fucking cold tonight
[text: Summer] now where are you?

[text to: gazelle boy] coming

“Damn, I was really hoping for the motorcycle,” Summer called, emerging from the woods leading to the group camp meeting hall. “But I suppose it’s a bit cold for that.” Nevertheless, her imagination insisted on presenting her with lovely images of clinging to Isaac’s narrow waist as they sped around curves.

thenameislahey:

iamthefirechild:

[text to: gazelle boy] I’m going to pretend you have a handsfree speech-to-text app

[text to: gazelle boy] or possibly that you aren’t actually coming because that is just how this night has gone

[text: Summer] well i am coming
[text: Summer] i’m like another 5-6 minutes away

[text to: gazelle boy] my hero

[text to: gazelle boy] what do you want for reward