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-I look at her concerned-

"Why? Would you prefer if I did it?"

 

I just don't like doctors...

-I shudder at memories-

 

"Then what do we do?! I don't like seeing you hurt."

 

I don't know. I guess I'll brave the docs. Just for you.

 

-I smile-

"I'll be by your side through it. Don't worry."

 

Thanks.

-I start to block my mind from emotion not wanting to sense others pain-

 

-I continue carrying her to the doctor-

 

(it depresses me when I bake my own birthday cakes..)

-I wince. When I block out emotions my own jump forward causing me pain in my arm-

 

-I feel the wince-

"You alright?"

(awww. Poor fox )

 

Fine.

-I grit my teeth-

(I do it every year and I cry everytime)

 

(u don't have friends or family who do it for you?)

"Alright..."

 

(my moms always out of town for work my relatives are up north and my dad and brothers could care less)

-I try to stop a tear from sliding down. My elbow doesn't hurt, it's the memories-

 

(I'm sorry to hear that fox... I truly am... Don't worry everything will work out.)

-I stop seeing tears swelling up in her eyes-

"What's wrong?"

 

(lmao it's just automatic now. Don't worry I like solitude most days)

-I shudder and breathe deeply-

Nothing please don't worry

 

-I look into her eyes-

"Please tell me."

 

My mom took me here... To get rid of my powers... I have scars.

-I pull up my pant leg with my unhurt arm. There's stitches all around the nine the doctors removed then sewed back on-

 

-I look at her stunned-

"Oh my gosh.... If you don't want to go I won't take you..."

 

It doesn't matter I'll go. My arm can't heal like this

-I try to sallow around the huge lump in my throat-

 

"I can do it if you want..."