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Post by Timur on Sept 16, 2016 1:18:54 GMT
It would seem that tonight was not the night she would learn. And that pained Dean. She was going to bottle up everything and make it worse, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. At this point holding her would do nothing, so with a small sigh he would let her get away from his grasp. One of the only moments Dean was willing to talk something feelings wise out, and of course she didn't want to. He silently willed her to not make it worse, to not bottle it up. To realize that what she was doing wasn't good for herself. She would only be making it harder on herself. He debated on wether or not telling her that what Sam and Fawn had been doing wasn't wrong, and even though it seemed similar to what had happened to her it was also totally different. "Just please remember that I'm here for you if you need anything." he said, his green eyes solemnly watching as Alula did her thing. There was no stopping her now.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 16, 2016 1:27:24 GMT
Alula managed to break free and almost tumble on her face. With this, she scrambled away, back pressing against the near by bed as she pulled her knees to her chest, burying her face in her knees. She gritted her teeth, breathing in and out slowly as she calmed herself. She swallowed roughly, squeezing her eyes shut. She managed to get herself under control, to hide the emotions away for now. Okay. Okay. You're okay Alula, just... relax. She finally looked up at Dean, tears threatening her again. She may as well tell him. "Mom... died... and I managed to escape..." she began quietly. "He found me... cared for me... taught me... then he..." She trailed off, hoping he understood what she was saying. "Everyday. Every single f****** day." She actually cussed, anger and being upset raging inside of her. "And I couldn't do anything to stop it... dad."
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Post by Timur on Sept 16, 2016 1:51:48 GMT
A wolf in sheep's clothing it seemed, but so much worse than a wolf. Dean watched sadly as he could do nothing to comfort her. She breathed in and out, her face buried away from sight. Then she looked up with her tear-stained face and began speaking. He must of seemed like a good guy at first, but then he turned savage. Dean understood the blank, he understood it a lot more than he wanted to. He waited her out, making sure she was done telling him as to not cut her off. Normally Dean wouldn't let such a word pass, but under the circumstances he would. He couldn't help but feel a little flare of hope spark inside of him as she called him dad. That meant a lot, considering he had been absent most of her life until now. "Things do get better Alula." he said, not quite sure what else to say.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 16, 2016 1:57:55 GMT
Alula nodded briefly. "I know..." She muttered. Haah. It was only going to get worse from this moment on. Her emotions being bottled up would make her weaker than ever, make her vulnerable. She had no idea what was ahead of her. If she did, she would have lay there and cried all night. But she didn't.
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Post by Timur on Sept 16, 2016 2:14:23 GMT
And Dean would of been right by her side, a form of support as she cried until she could cry no more. No one would know what lay ahead, if so then the world would either be a perfect place or a place where criminals did literally anything. It was better how it was. Dean would still silently will her to let it all out, but it didn't seem as if that would happen. Dean remained silent, waiting for what would happen next.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 16, 2016 2:18:43 GMT
Alula sniffled, looking at him as if deciding something. Finally she did. She moved forward to him, hugging him as soon as she reached him. She couldn't thank him anymore for all he had done and sometimes actions were better than words. And this was one of those moments. She hugged him, squeezing her eyes shut as she did so.
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Post by Timur on Sept 16, 2016 2:37:06 GMT
He couldn't say he wasn't surprised at the hug. However, after a moment he hugged her back. It seemed to be a silent thank you, as it was highly doubtful that she was looking for comfort. Dean planned on keeping the promises he had made, each and every one of them. He wanted to be an actual father to her, even if she didn't have a mother. A better father than he had been so far, a better father than John had been. In fact he would try to keep her out of the hunting business for as long as he could, get her as close to a normal life as possible. Opps it seemed that Tim-Tim went off on a tangent again. Dean would be happy to hug her back for however long she wanted, happy that he was able to help her. Like a father should.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 16, 2016 3:00:54 GMT
//*literally has no idea what to put* should we just end it here
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Post by Timur on Sept 16, 2016 3:09:49 GMT
Lol sounds good
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