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    Keep Me – (Chapter: (6)Pulling Out the Story Books)

    Story written on July 31, 2009 by as8.
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    Life stories…or tragedies. Which ever.

    “You’re scaring me ok…just…just talk to me”

    We are sitting on the ground now. I have legs pulled up to me and my head on my knees as Ashley rubs  my lower back and puts random kisses on my head.

    “Please”

    “I was nineteen and two days away from finally moving out. She called me down to the kitchen. I messed with her brakes because I used her car for races and she was pissed”

     

    I take a deep breath, and look her in the eye. The look she’s giving me tells me she’s not going anywhere. I use it as the strength I’ll need to talk about something that I haven’t even fully comprehended or thought about yet.

    “She punched me in the eye. When I was down she started kicking her in the ribs. I wanted her to stop. So bad. I pulled her leg and she fell backwards. She brought the damn knives down with her.”

    I paused. Waiting for her to freak and tell me I’m a monster, she doesn’t. She just tightened her grip on me and asked how it was my fault I this all knowing tone. Weirdly it doesn’t annoy me, it comforts me. It’s as if she can answer all my questions and heal all my wounds.

    “If I could be stronger. If I was stronger. I would of just taken it and I wouldn’t have tried to stop her. She’d still be here if I didn’t try to stop her.”
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    Why can’t moms deal with tragedy? My mom basically did the same thing when daddy left. Minus the beatings. No I got that somewhere else. Blue is so messed up right now. I mean, she has to be in order to believe that.

    “Blue, no one, I mean no one is strong enough tot take that kind of abuse. No one should have to be beaten day in day out, especially you. That was in no way your fault. It was a freak accident. Its not your fault Blue, it was never your fault”

    “Huh, I’ve known Gabby since I was in kindergarten. I’ve known you for two days. You and Gabby say the same thing”

    “Ok…”

    I’m not really sure where she’s going with this.

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