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Winterwings
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After kicking the door for a few times, she stopped, sitting down on the floor. She looked at the door, as if she thought that she would be able to see right through it. She listened carefully, expecting Drejan to walk in any moment now. That he didn't do that though, made her feel a bit relaxed, realizing that he actually was giving her some privacy. She bit her lip, thinking of what had just happened. She wondered what he thought of her - was she as crazy to him as she was to everyone else? She felt embarrassed - she couldn't understand that she had actually had those thoughts. Well, what surprised her was thinking about those things with Drejan in the room. The thoughts weren't new to her, she knew them, but what was new to her, was someone being able to hear them. She stopped thinking about it as she heard a knock on the door, looking up at the door, wiping some tears away from her face.
She nodded slightly, although she knew that he wouldn't be able to see it. She was quite relieved that he didn't think of her as a psycho or anything like that, especially after what had happened, but just admitting that she was a bit weird. She didn't mind people calling her weird, but psycho was something totally different. The fact that Drejan himself had said that he was, too, weird, made her smile. As he started talking about self harm, Hailey got a bit anxious and nervous. What he said though, made her loosen up some - he still didn't call her a freak, he actually said that it wasn't abnormal, which made her quite surprised, and relieved.
Remembering her food being out there, she stood up, took a deep breath before opening the door. She looked at him for a moment before closing the door behind her and sitting down, leaning towards it. She took her sandwich and ate some of it, not really looking at Drejan, still feeling a bit embarrassed about it. "Thank you", she said after some time, taking a sip of her coke, "for... understanding", she said, a bit hesitant at what words to use, and shrugged slightly. "At least not... freaking out", she said, glancing at him for barely a second before looking away again, eating some of her sandwich.
When she had eaten all of her sandwich, drunk most of her coke and eaten four or five chips, she stood up, taking the plate and walked to the kitchen. She washed the plate slowly, as if she didn't want there to be a single crumble left on it, and then put it away. She walked back to the doorway, stopping there and looking at Drejan. She looked away then, biting her lip thoughtfully. "What about the urge", she said quietly, hesitantly. "...is that also..." she shook her head, smiling slightly. "It's just... it's... hard to resist sometimes", she said, shrugging, trying to look calm and relaxed, but it sure wasn't that convincing - she had never really had to pretend in front of anyone before.
She nodded slightly, although she knew that he wouldn't be able to see it. She was quite relieved that he didn't think of her as a psycho or anything like that, especially after what had happened, but just admitting that she was a bit weird. She didn't mind people calling her weird, but psycho was something totally different. The fact that Drejan himself had said that he was, too, weird, made her smile. As he started talking about self harm, Hailey got a bit anxious and nervous. What he said though, made her loosen up some - he still didn't call her a freak, he actually said that it wasn't abnormal, which made her quite surprised, and relieved.
Remembering her food being out there, she stood up, took a deep breath before opening the door. She looked at him for a moment before closing the door behind her and sitting down, leaning towards it. She took her sandwich and ate some of it, not really looking at Drejan, still feeling a bit embarrassed about it. "Thank you", she said after some time, taking a sip of her coke, "for... understanding", she said, a bit hesitant at what words to use, and shrugged slightly. "At least not... freaking out", she said, glancing at him for barely a second before looking away again, eating some of her sandwich.
When she had eaten all of her sandwich, drunk most of her coke and eaten four or five chips, she stood up, taking the plate and walked to the kitchen. She washed the plate slowly, as if she didn't want there to be a single crumble left on it, and then put it away. She walked back to the doorway, stopping there and looking at Drejan. She looked away then, biting her lip thoughtfully. "What about the urge", she said quietly, hesitantly. "...is that also..." she shook her head, smiling slightly. "It's just... it's... hard to resist sometimes", she said, shrugging, trying to look calm and relaxed, but it sure wasn't that convincing - she had never really had to pretend in front of anyone before.