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Then why do you leave me? I felt out of sorts.
He shook his head and turned away from me, hiding his face, but not before I saw the wounded expression cross his striking features.
I watched the crowd swallow him up, everyone around him hardly moving, holding an eerie tableau. Then something was yanked loose deep inside my gut and the crowd jerked into motion. The noise of the music and shouting filled my ears again. I shuddered, still feeling the inexplicable heat tingling over every inch of my skin.
"Rina!" Angela appeared at my side, making me jump. She eyed me with a smirk and handed me a fresh blue drink. "What's wrong? You look like you've just run a marathon."
I touched my forehead and cringed as my fingers came away damp. Not a marathon. More like a sprint; a sprint away from rolling, spitting magma.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 11 years agoI think I've read this story a million times but every time, every damn time it gets to me. Well this goes to all your stories. You're an amazing writer xo
lust_addictedalmost 13 years agoI'm so glad I finally started this series. I first found you because of hockey, and read all of those stories. Even the one by PennLady. So when I finished the last series, I missed you so much I kept checking for updates. But there were none, and I finally decided to read this one. I could just kick my butt for waiting so long!! But better late than never. (:
