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Maxilocks · 02-22-2010, 08:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Super Spaz

He shook his head. "No it isn't because I don't trust you or anything." He sighed, and let go of her hand. "It's because I feel ashamed." He started to unbutton his shirt. "I don't know what happened. I woke up covered in blood." He showed her the giant scar on his chest. "Usually one remembers when something that extravagant happens. But I don't. I don't remember a thing. I remember going to bed. But that is it."

"I love you Gold. I trust you with my life. I didn't tell you because I was ashamed."

Gold's frowned deepened, as he continued to speak. Ashamed? How could one possibly be ashamed of an injury, that one had nothing to do with? Then he started to unbutton his shirt, and her eyes widened. No, not because he had an awesome chest - which he, umm, did - but because of that scar. That giant scar.

"Dylan," she exclaimed. "WHEN did this happen? You ... you..." You what? Jerk? Well, YES! Because he was a HUGE one for not telling her, at once. "That looks really serious, did you tell someone? A professor or the headmaster?" He needed to. "I mean, you just went to bed, and woke up with that?"

Good God!

It must have been so very, very painful. Gold came to a sudden halt, and threw her arms around him. "I hate you for being a bad Dylan, and keeping that from me," she said softly, burying her head into his chest. How could he?!

02-22-2010, 08:34 PM	#431 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Quote: Originally Posted by Super Spaz He shook his head. "No it isn't because I don't trust you or anything." He sighed, and let go of her hand. "It's because I feel ashamed." He started to unbutton his shirt. "I don't know what happened. I woke up covered in blood." He showed her the giant scar on his chest. "Usually one remembers when something that extravagant happens. But I don't. I don't remember a thing. I remember going to bed. But that is it." "I love you Gold. I trust you with my life. I didn't tell you because I was ashamed." Gold's frowned deepened, as he continued to speak. Ashamed? How could one possibly be ashamed of an injury, that one had nothing to do with? Then he started to unbutton his shirt, and her eyes widened. No, not because he had an awesome chest - which he, umm, did - but because of that scar. That giant scar. "Dylan," she exclaimed. "WHEN did this happen? You ... you..." You what? Jerk? Well, YES! Because he was a HUGE one for not telling her, at once. "That looks really serious, did you tell someone? A professor or the headmaster?" He needed to. "I mean, you just went to bed, and woke up with that?" Good God! It must have been so very, very painful. Gold came to a sudden halt, and threw her arms around him. "I hate you for being a bad Dylan, and keeping that from me," she said softly, burying her head into his chest. How could he?!