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Chapter Twenty-Seven - The Last Straw
Laguna takes some risks to try and get what he wants. ~A Series of Shorts for Fated_Children on LiveJournal~ (Rating for certain chapters; warnings include sex, alcohol, language)
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"There was nothing you could do," wasn't the most comforting choice of phrases to use in the situation, but there was more behind that: I'm sorry, but I couldn't do anything either and I wish we could go back and a dangerously saddened He wouldn't want us to be sad like this that made Laguna want to pitch himself out of window.
It was his fault. He could see the flames behind his eyes, feel them on his back as Ward-. It didn't matter now. If he had just known-if he had conceded to the threats-. It could have been so much different.
There were crescent bruises on his palms from his nails, and a drop of blood on Kiros' lip from where he'd bitten, trying not to voice the anger and sadness they both felt.
It was his fault. He could see the flames behind his eyes, feel them on his back as Ward-. It didn't matter now. If he had just known-if he had conceded to the threats-. It could have been so much different.
There were crescent bruises on his palms from his nails, and a drop of blood on Kiros' lip from where he'd bitten, trying not to voice the anger and sadness they both felt.
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