#ꨄ — cindy.

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"when are you gonna stop with the cold shoulder?"

[sickhearted]

"dramatic? me? never!" she fakes offended, a hand pressing to her chest as her mouth is agape. she lets out a light laugh, eyes rolling playfully at her warning. "please, if this is how we're doing things, you've already gotten three strikes."

"oh,  you're  just  being  so  dramatic  now!"  novalei  exclaims,  but  it  doesn't  stop  the  laughter  from  pouring  from  her  lips  --  that  constant  happy  feeling  running  through  her  body  when  she  was  with  the  other.  teasing  smirk  forms  across  lips,  small  laughter  passing  lips  from  the  light  shove,  "watch  it  --  that's  one  strike!"

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Cindy Kimberly via Instagram, 07/11/2023.

[sickhearted]

"you are the absolute worst thing to ever happen to me."

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ꨄ  — @trxuvaille !

"you don't have to leave right now, right?"

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"i've been there before. . . the numb feeling. sometimes all we can do is try our hardest, and i definitely know you put your all into it, baby."

"  well  ,  i  most  definitely  will  plan  on  doing  so  then.  i  don't  know,  i  feel  --  numb  i  guess?  it's  just  a  pretty  shitty  thing  to  go  through  y'know..  we  tried  our  hardest."

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"i'd really, really appreciate that. it's okay, you don't have to worry about it. that sounds horrible, baby. i'm so sorry. . . how do you feel?"

"well,  if  that's  what  you  need  then  i  will  do  my  best  to  reassure  you  to  the  fullest,  alright?  i  am  sorry,  i  shouldn't  of  blown  up  on  you  like  that..  it's  just  been  a  stressful  day,  lost  someone  on  the  way  to  the  hospital."

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"you never know what can happen, things can change in the blink of an eye. . . i guess as long as you assure me as much as you can, i can try my hardest not to assume the worst. you don't need to be sorry."

"you  know  that's  not  going  to  happen...  if  i  am  feeling  any  sort  of  way  you'll  be  the  first  to  know.  you'll  never  be  left  in  the  dark.  you  know  that  i  care  a  lot  about  you...  and  i  get  it,  work  has  been  taking  up  majority  of  my  time.  i'm  sorry."

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"i don't know, maybe i worry that one day you'll shove me away. i guess you're right, i guess i'm being ridiculous."

"what  do  you  mean  you  don't  know  how  to  act  around  me?  act  like  how  always  do,  you  know  just  because  i've  been  spending  all  my  time  at  work  doesn't  mean  that  i  adore  you  any  less."

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"hey, i'm not that weird." brown eyes narrow at him playfully, her smile still dancing on features. he isn't anything like her ex, that becoming clear with each second she's spent with him. still, she has her moments. all she can hope is that he'll stay patient with her as she tries to deal with things. she knows he cares for her as much as she does him. cindy takes in the sight of his smile, lightly scoffing at what he says. "i was not blowing our shit up, just being dramatic, thank you very much. what's in vegas, baby?" she lets out a soft laugh, eyebrows lifting.

"you are a weirdo, wouldn't want you any other way." it's not that he doesn't like her the way she is. he just hopes she'd trust him more. he knows it's not about him but it's hard to separate the feelings. a narcissist mother doesn't usually teach you that shit. elias is trying though and he'll keep trying for her. he hasn't said it yet but he knows he loves her. she's touching him and he's reminded how bad. how he'd do anything for her. anything to keep her by his side and interested in him. "all for you baby." he shoots her a cheesy grin, eyes crinkling. "now, before you blew up our shit i was going to ask if you wanted to come to vegas with me this weekend."

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"i'm not meaning to distant, you just feel so. . . far away sometimes. i'm not sure how to act around you right now."

"and  why  is  that?  what's  going  on?  lately  it  feels  like  you're  the  one  pulling  away.  i've  just  been  working  extra  hours,  y'know  i  have  no  control  over  that."

[sickhearted]

remains patient, knowing and wanting to handle the situation with as much care as possible, intently keeping her gaze on the brunette. a frown forms at the words she hears. "i don't want you to feel that way," she starts, voice keeping soft. "i love that you're here with me. how can i make you feel that?"

renowned for her immaturity, this is something she doesn't want to lose on account of her inability to be honest. so she battles through it, exhaling softly, "i feel like you don't even want me here." the confession falls thick and fast, gaze landing on the ground beneath her. "i feel like i'm not even here at all."

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"i know you will, baby. i'll do that next time instead of. . . being such a weirdo." she pokes fun at herself, shrugging. cindy nuzzles into his touch, one of her hands moving to rest atop of his. elias has his own way of putting her at ease, even if he didn't think he was helping. her nose scrunches as he peers down, her arms throwing themselves around him. "good thing you've got all those muscles, cause it's a lot." she teases, looking up at him fondly. "thank you."

"you know you can tell me when you're feeling like that. you know i'll be here for you even if i don't have the answers." elias tells her. he reaches his hands to cup her face as he looks at her. "still surprised and thankful you give me the time of day. let me help you too." elias grins as he peers down at her. "i can carry your shit when it gets too heavy babe."

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"nothing happened, i guess i was just in my head a bit." she assures him, pausing as she lets out a soft breath. cindy's thankful he tries his best to be understanding. she offers up a small smile and a soft laugh. "you're so much better than him. in literally every single way possible."

"what's going on with you?" elias questions her. "did something happen or just?" he doesn't know how to word it. he's a fucking idiot most of the time. "do you need something from me, cin?" elias wants to be whatever she needs. 'i'm not like him, you know that."

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"i'm not angry. . . i'm just frustrated with everything, with you."

"and  of  course  here  you  are  angry  because  you  clearly  think  i'm  giving  you  the  cold  shoulder  when  i'm  not...  so  you  gonna  explain  or  just  stay  mad?"

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as he pulls her in close, a soft sigh slips from her lips as she relaxes into him, her arms wrapping around his torso. "i don't mean it." cindy shakes her head quickly. "i'm sorry."

he notices her move towards him and he meets her halfway. his hands find her waist. he pulls her in close. "i'm not going to leave you no matter how much you try to push me away." elias shakes his head, "unless you tell me to go. unless you mean it."