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The last time he saved meJamie and I always had a very lopsided relationship. Even though we were very close and he never really expressed any desire for things to change, he was always saving me. He was the strong one, battling the world while I hid behind him, cowering in his shadow. In all my life, there was only one time that I ever saw someone go absolutely mental over something that he had done but even then, when I really think about it, it was the last time he ever saved me.
Grandfather stormed into the dining room. His face was red and spit sprayed from his mouth as he screamed about what Jamie had done. He slammed his body so hard against the chair that I thought it might break. He began to explain but I couldn’t help but be distracted by the cracking of the chair – it was his chair, the one no one else was allowed to sit in. Jamie sat in it once, when Grandfather had gone away on business. Smirking at me, he slid down into the chair at the head of the table. When
Bloody Peppermints-Hello ch.2Kagami's POV
After the almost dreamlike visit, I kept holding the red handkerchief close, trying to recall the soothing feeling that I had gotten when I had heard the words of reassurance. The smell of peppermints still lingered, along with something I couldn't identify. Something sweeter. I prayed this one memento would be allowed to stay with me before I died. As the streaks of scarlet crawled over my legs, my heart began to clutch up in anticipation despite my efforts. Would he really come?
A hand shook me awake, and I blearily opened my eyes to be greeted with a masked stranger. I instinctively shot back, mouth opening to scream, but it put a hand over my mouth.
"Shh, shh! Keep quiet. I'm trying to help you. Can you not scream?" He whispered. It was him! I nodded, and he removed his hand, wiping it on his shirt, then grabbed a pair of metal cutters.
"I'm just going to take the chains off." He murmured, showing them to me. I let him do so, only grimacing whe
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