[ breathing shallow, she's still as the claw drifts across her jawline the pointed tip skating across, but never breaking her skin. she's not sure that he won't snap and decide to kill her in an instant, but she wants to believe he won't. she wants to believe it so, so badly.
he's hurt her before. never physically no, but there are times where she's left his presence in tears, and vowed to herself that he would be dead to her from then on, only to seek out his presence the next day.
she wonders if he knows what kind of effect he has on people, on her to be more specific. ]
Because, you're not a monster. [ she remembers his earlier reaction to the blood on his hands, to her asking if he'd killed anyone. no, jackson might be cruel at times, but he's just a teenager. and so is she. ]
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he's hurt her before. never physically no, but there are times where she's left his presence in tears, and vowed to herself that he would be dead to her from then on, only to seek out his presence the next day.
she wonders if he knows what kind of effect he has on people, on her to be more specific. ]
Because, you're not a monster. [ she remembers his earlier reaction to the blood on his hands, to her asking if he'd killed anyone. no, jackson might be cruel at times, but he's just a teenager. and so is she. ]