Coraline Jones (
curiously_cora) wrote2013-11-01 01:48 pm
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Her hair is wet, damp mostly and twisted and probably tangled at the back. Her feet were bare, dangling from the edge of the bed. Her bandage was covered by the baggy t-shirt but even then she looked worn, tired. There were pools of- it was horrible. She couldn't- she could still smell it. She wanted another shower, she wanted to go home, she wanted Percy.
Head hung low, she pressed her hands to the bed and pushed. And quit pushing. Wincing, she pressed her hand against her side and looked up.
"Hey," Coraline said softly. One of these days she might stop getting into trouble, today wasn't that day.
Head hung low, she pressed her hands to the bed and pushed. And quit pushing. Wincing, she pressed her hand against her side and looked up.
"Hey," Coraline said softly. One of these days she might stop getting into trouble, today wasn't that day.
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"Yes Percy, different good." Coraline said, pressing her lips to his. "I don't want to lose you not ever."
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I knew what she was talking about. On this island, our relationship was doomed. The best we could hope for was how Polly and Zell had disappeared together. But here and now, this moment was worth all future heartbreak.
"I want to hold onto this moment as long as possible," I whispered.